The Colorado sky beamed bright blue on Day 8 of our adventure. The glowing sun meant business. Fortunately, our early start allowed us to experience our first stop in relative comfort.

Still, the Centennial State’s atmosphere, not the temperature, dominated our thoughts. It felt bigger. And wider. As if it had a life of its own. You could almost hear it breathe. Beneath these mile-high, spacious skies, you couldn’t help but believe God’s hand seemed closer.

You see this immediately. Once you’ve escaped Denver’s urban grasp, outcroppings of red rock emerge from the earth—as if even the stones themselves strained to reach heaven. Yesterday, we left the grand mountainous cathedral of the Tetons. Today, we would ascend a far different earthly temple to the roof of America. We’re going from geological reverence to spiritual heights.

This wouldn’t be merely a simple drive-by. We’d leave the Expedition’s wheels in various parking lots for the bulk of the day. Our feet would bring us up close and personal with the Colorado sky. And on this stroll, fear and wonder walked hand in hand. Which will win this epic battle?Continue Reading “Fear and Wonder of Mile-High Spacious Skies”