We decided to take a day trip to Georgetown from Evergreen. Our first stop would be a visit to Don's jewelry store. We have become quite fond of him, and his generous bargains. I found some unique treasures, closed the deal, and we headed out of town towards the pass. Then things got interesting...the pass was closed until 3 o'clock. It would mean several hours before we could pass. So, the Holy Ghost destination detour began. We found ourselves on a road that we had not traveled before. It took us by a beautiful old cemetery full of fenced off family plots. Some of the family markers were late 1700, 1800's. The various wrought iron designs seemed to frame the autumn colors as well. I took in the history, warmth, and artistry of the resting places set amidst the gorgeous hues of fall mountains. The tombstones were marked with a wide array of ages from babies to quite old, and family names; some of the founding fathers of Georgetown.
We so often 'plan' a destination only to find we have been shaken off course. Perhaps it was God laughing at us; there is nothing funnier than man making a plan. He led us down a different road that showered us with peaceful blessings as we pondered the generations that had gone before in this beautiful little mountain town.
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My days are like the evening shadow;
I wither away like grass.
But you, O Lord, sit enthroned forever;
your renown endures through all generations.
Psalm 102:11
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