Rocky Mountain National Park - Toward the Light

 When Jesus spoke again to the people, he said, “I am the light of the world.  Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.”

John 8:12

Lake Columbine - Voice of Many Angels

 

Then I looked and heard the voice of many angels, numbering thousands upon thousands, and then thousand times ten thousand.  They encircled the throne and the living creatures and the elders.  In a loud voice they sang:

"Worthy is the Lamb, who
was slain,
to receive power and wealth 
and wisdom and 
strength
and honor and glory and
praise."

Then I heard every creature in heaven and on earth and under the earth and on the sea, and all that is in them, singing:

"To him who sits on the
throne and to the Lamb
be praise and honor and
glory and power,
for ever and ever!"

The four living creatures said "Amen," and the elders fell down and worshiped.

Revelations 5:11-14 NIV

"Thunderclouds of Love" Sunset

Not all sunsets are brilliant colors of red and pink streaks in the sky.  There was a thunder storm everyday I was in the Rocky Mountains. I love being caught on the trails and getting soaking wet!  The temperature dropped drastically when the sun is covered with dark clouds.  These are photos of the sun setting over Columbine Lake. There is a bluegrass song entitled "Thunderclouds of love." 

Thunderclouds of love

 Your love hit me just like a flash of lightning
It came pouring from the thunder clouds of love
At first the turn of love was frightening
Now I know that it was sent from God above
I had been prayin' for nights on end
For some one who could make me laugh again
Then all at once from the darkness of my heart
There grew a light, the light was you love, fell like rain
No more, no more will I ever be lonely
I'll always have you here with me to love
An angel sent for an angel coming
To fill my heart with thunder clouds of love

Moose Traffic Jams Are the Best!

At Columbine Lake, there was plenty of wildlife that would walk up to the cabins.  Particularly, moose, bears, and birds of all kinds.  Every morning there would be a traffic jam of cars stopped for Moose to cross the road.  I really like that kind of traffic jam.

From Winter's Breathe She Came Swirling & Dancing among the Cold White Snow

A Winter's Lake Playground of Ice Cycles and Snow

Reflections of Morning

Evening Sets In at Columbine Lake

Play ground of Wagon Wheels and Fence Posts

A Snow Cap Picnic Columbine Lake

Winter Reflections at Columbine Lake