on style

I sometimes wonder what determines fashion trends.
How did bib-overalls ever become trendy? What is the sense of wearing shorts that are nearly as long as pants? What ever happened to knickers? Did we, at some point, think the mullet was a sensible hairstyle? Why does a sweater look great one year and look terrible the next year when I pull it out of storage? Should women really get offended when people are simply reading the text emblazoned upon the rearof their sweats? Who ever thought a banana clip was a bright idea? (Those things just look dangerous!) When did tatoos move from taboo to trendy? Can flip-flops be worn with a dress in good conscience? Why did men stop routinely wearing suits and donning a variety of hats? Is it inappropriate for a man to wear a kilt if he's not Scottish?

A few weeks ago...

A few weeks ago... I blessed with the opportunity to take a couple trips out to Colorado. I first went to Colorado Springs and took the opportunity to visit Pike's Peak. Later I travelled again to Estes Park for a weekend retreat. The majesty of the mountains is simply incomparable.
As I made my feeble attempt to behold the vast beauty, I found myself in reverent awe of the fact that I was struck dumb by the world in a fallen state. My mind... my heart... my spirit can not comprehend the fact that this world was even more ravishing before the great fall of man.
As it is, I find myself longing to return to he mountains.
One must feel the presence of God there. One must be humbled by the massive peeks. One must be wowed by the vastness of the earth as the eyes soak up cities, mounts, and country-sides.
It took my breath away. (I do mean this in every way possible... it's hard for a plains-dweller to breathe at such an altitude!)
As I stood in silence at the summit of Pike's, it was as if I could hear the rocks crying out to the glory of the Lord. They must- simply because they are there.
God is good. Lift your eyes to the hills. From there your help comes by the hand of the Maker of heaven and earth.

something I was thinking

God has a knack for using events in our lives in ways we could have never imagined.

I don't really have anything more to say 'bout that.