There is something
so beautiful that happens when the leaves on the trees begin to turn
colors. The bright colors bring life to
the scenery as each tree turns its own color; red, yellow, orange. People try to capture the beauty in their paintings
and pictures, but the life energy can never be captured or copied.
I will forever
relive my Autumn Adventure in the Fall of 1995, as I began my trip in
Stockbridge, MA and followed Fall back down through Pennsylvania
to Maryland . It was driving along the Mohawk Trail that I
thought for sure that I was in heaven. I
was embraced by the wind as I looked out onto miles covered with colored
leaves, a tapestry of beauty forever embedded in my mind and in my soul. That memory has gotten me through some tough
times and will continue to be the place I need to go when my heart gets weary.
Between the
mountains and the ocean I will always have a place to go to find God’s
comforting embrace.
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