The silver lining

The meeting had gone on for over two hours and the subject matter was emotionally exhausting. I walked out of my building bundled in my coat and glanced at my watch. 5:14 pm. Remember how I was supposed to leave at 4:00? Remember how I haven't left work on time once this whole week (welcome back from your holiday). And it gets better: this week I've been called in to an ALL DAY meeting on SATURDAY. My day.

I'm tired. It's cold. I just want to see Adam. The muscles in my upper neck/back (where I apparently hold my stress) are sore (they've had their fill of stress this week). I hope we can go to bed early tonight (why haven't I been sleeping well this week?)...

And then I glance up.

I stop walking.

This scene greets me:

I stop and just breathe deeply and soak it in. The majestic snow capped mountains painted in a perfect pink from the setting sun with a backdrop of rich charcoal gray clouds. It's breathtaking. I have to capture it (exactly why I keep my camera on my person at all times). How come pictures can't ever do justice?

Ahhhhh.

My soul feels better.

God is here.

As I walk to my car I'm greeted with scene after scene of nature's beauty. Every direction I look is stunning. It feeds me.

The beautiful is everywhere.