Something I Don't Deserve

Tuesday I had an early and long day at work. I started at 5:35a.m. in Columbus. I started my day by flying to Washington D.C. and ended my day by heading to Denver, Colorado.

The flight to Washington was uneventful and quiet. The back of the airplane was mostly empty. So as we approached D.C., I looked out the window and noticed that the sun was beginning to rise. I sat down in the last row of the airplane (which was empty) and witnessed one of the most beautiful sunrises I have seen in quite some time. The sky was a beautiful shade of pink. The Appalachian Mountains below me were covered in fog and the sunrise was reflecting off of it. Also beautiful. Watching the sleepy mountain towns begin to wake up was wonderful. How anyone can witness such beauty and not believe in a higher power is beyond me. Being a believer in God, I spent the few minutes I was able to watch the sunrise thanking God for a beautiful start to my morning.

That same evening, I was looking out the window of my hotel room in Denver. And what I saw is, perhaps, the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life. Outside my window, a short distance away, stood the Rocky Mountains. As the sun was setting behind them, I found myself staring at a glorious scene. The mountains in the foreground were shadowed and dark. The snowcaps of the mountains behind were bright white, reflecting the sun back towards the sky. The sky itself was a beautiful array of orange and red and pink and yellow. The clouds were a magnificent shade of orange. I found myself moved to tears by the beauty. For several minutes, I cried and prayed and worshipped. I can't adequately describe the way I felt or what I thought, but it was an awe-inspiring moment.

I am truly grateful for the entire day. I watched an absolutely beautiful sunrise over the Appalachian Mountains and I watched an absolutely breathtaking sunset over the Rockies. How blessed am I?