July 14, 2004

• Rocky Mountain High ...

  
  

  I am in a beautiful place.  It's been close to 20 years since the last time I came west of Oklahoma City, and I forgot.  I forgot the sky so big that you don't feel like you're standing on the earth but floating above it.  I forgot the wild clean breeze blowing across open vistas.  I forgot the RED that gave Colorado it's name.  

  
  

  The boys and I aarrived safely (although sightly on the grumpy side from two days in the car) on Monday evening.  We have been welcomed with open arms and gifts of love and friendship which are priceless.  Tom and Eliza have prepared a beautiful place for us. And those of you who've visited with me in my home will appreciate when I tell you that Eliza made me a purple bathroom.  She stocked her pantry with my favorite foods, and I am sipping a cup of coffee that is to die for. 

  
  

  I think I mentioned before that my cousins have five children.  Each of them is precious in his or her own way.  And they have each made a place in our hearts already.  Rachel (the 11 year old) danced for me the night we arrived with graceful flowing motions and when I complimented her, she said, "This is the way I worship God."  Daniel is nine and has been enthusiastic about having more boys in the house.  Lydia is 7, same as Tucker and oh, what a little beauty.  She has charmed our socks off and the boys are just kind of tongue-tied around her.  Little 3  year old Hannah (Honey) is confident that she's the center of everyone's existence.  And baby David is everything a baby should be with sticky kisses and giggles and arms uplifted for hugs and snuggles.

  
  

  Yesterday, we took a tour of the area and drove through the Garden of the Gods.  We didn't do any hiking or picture taking.  In fact my camera batteries are recharging now.  I used them all up (along with all the space on my memory stick) before we crossed the state line from New Mexico.  Today we are driving up into the mountains for a picnic so I'll try to get snapshots I can share later. 

  
  

  There is a problem with the phone line in the basement, so until the contractor can get back and figure it out,  I'm  offline with my computer.  Eliza is graciously allowing me to use hers so I can check in but it may be a day or two before I'm really back online. 

  
  

  In the meantime, Tom and Eliza have instructed me to rest and they are doing everything they can think to encourage me in that direction.  They have also told me I am welcome here for as  long as I want to stay and to emphasize this point, they've told me they don't even want to see me looking for a job for the next three weeks.  Is that fabulous? 

  
  

  If you've been praying  for me, it wouldn't hurt for you to pray that God will help me resist the temptation to become lazy and spoiled with this pampering.

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