Day 72: #SunriseProject
God’s country.
When I moved to Colorado, I wanted to find a church.
(Long story short, I had spent the previous couple of years on what I refer to as my “faith journey.” Basically, I did a lot of research: I visited a variety of churches, attended church every Sunday (for a year...as a single female in her 30s, which more often than not made me the youngest person in attendance), learned about different denominations, talked to a whole bunch of people about their faith and what it meant to them, and tried to figure out what it meant to me.)
Anyway, I remember sitting in church in Tabernash at 10:30 on a Sunday morning, staring out the window at the BEAUTIFUL mountains.
Then I thought to myself, “I’m not going to find what I’m looking for in here…
...I’m going to find it out there.”
