Red Rocks Heaven

Right before Easter, Bryan asked me "Do you want to go to the sunrise service at Red Rocks?"  My eyes got really big and my heart skipped a beat.  A church service at Red Rocks?  This sounded like pure heaven to me.  I love to go to church and combine that with my favorite place to watch a concert and there was no doubt we would go.  "Yes, we have to go", was my only response.

I didn't forget that in order for us to go to the sunrise service we would have to rise at 4:00 and be out of the house at 4:45 with three little kids in tow.  It didn't detour me, I had my heart set on meeting God right there in the middle of Red Rocks with my family surrounding me.  The night before, I packed snacks, coats, hats, baby carrier and went to sleep with a smile on my face.

I am not going to lie.  Going to the service was not an easy chore.  Carrying a two year old up the mountain was not easy....Bryan sacrificed.  But, it was worth it and as we sat in our seats waiting for the sun to rise, I was so happy to be there in that place enjoying the moment.

After the service, we did a little hiking.  The flowers were blooming all around.  It was a beautiful day for a hike.  A beautiful day to celebrate Easter.

With three little boys and all our energy, I can't say it was relaxing.  I just love this next picture because this is what our hike really looked like. One brother tormenting another.   Yes, we were surrounded by beauty that is peaceful but, there is not much peace and quiet with our little ones around.

We embraced all of it as Bryan snapped a shot of me, looking on.

The view coming down from Red Rocks.

A tree that did not survive but, is surrounded by two others who may.  It seems like an impossible place to make a home but, so amazing.

I saved the best for last....  A picture of Bryan and I.  Thank you, Bryan, for making this day possible.  It is one I will always remember and cherish.