Our introduction to Rocky Mountain National Park was one of a snowstorm. When we got here on Friday, the gates to the park were open, so we figured it was safe enough to head up the mountain. However, the ranger we spoke with the next…

Sure, I’ve had a few seasons of the blues. Of course, winter is the perfect blue season, and the cold, coughing, stark, sloppy, bill-paying January blues can be the worst. A small dose of Isaiah 40:31 always seems to get me back to a quick…