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Miracle of another day

Just an example of one of many skies that I see almost daily!

When we moved to the mid-west two and a half years ago from central Virginia, many people said to us, 'but it's SO flat there! how will you live without the mountains?'  Although we love the ocean and the mountains, I have found the mid-west to be just gorgeous .. in many ways.

Yes, the terrain is flat.  Yes, the fields are full of corn and soybeans.  And you know what else, there is an amazingly clear view for each sunrise and sunset.  Since arriving I've seen the most gorgeous views of the moon - full and even not-so-full - than ever before.  Without the land being flat, and unobstructed by hills and mountains we can see forever!

And I love that.

There is a miracle in the way the sky looks each morning as the sun rises.  Many people don't get to experience the pinks and oranges that we do on a daily basis.  And of those people, how many consider that sunrise a miracle.  It seems miraculous to me that day after day, without fail those gorgeous color illuminate the sky bringing hope for all to see.

Even on those when I'm dreading something I'm driving into at work, when I see those amazing colors and understand how lucky I am to live in the mid-west to see them!

Miracles never cease ...

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