Watching the sunrise at Red Rocks in Colorado already feels like a liturgy written into the earth itself, but waking at 4:00 a.m. to get there adds its own kind of devotion. As I stepped out of bed in the dark, an unexpected anticipation rose in me—almost as if creation itself had extended an invitation. To sit there in the Amphitheatre as the first light spilled over the sandstone felt like participating in something God began long before I arrived, a quiet companionship with the generosity of creation.
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Smitten With Goodness 