How can I possibly look at this morning sky and not be humbled by the beauty of the moment? Not humbled in a “put down” sense, I am buoyed up by the thought that I am a part of this wonderful Universe. Such is the beginning to my day, the light coming across the mountain filling me with a sense that at this moment my life contains the same wonderful presence that created the sky and mountains before me. I am awed. I am blessed. I am renewed.