Go Tell It On the Mountain

I spent some time in the Colorado Rockies last week.

Being from swamp lands I felt as though I were walking in a postcard. After three feet of fresh powdered snow had fallen in the morning my wandering hikes took me into every Christmas winter wonderland I had ever seen except this time the snow was not stretched cotton on artificial turf.



The incredible glory of our grand Creator was manifested in the things that were seen as my entire vista was overwhelmed by each perfectly placed figurine and background.

It is true what the Psalmist has said. Only a fool would say that there is no God.