Looking up

Today as I returned to our apartment from getting the mail I looked up and saw the incredible color of the sky behind the mountains as the sun was setting on the opposite horizon.

It reminded me of a time on my mission when I figured out that I spent ninety percent of my walking time looking down. To explain, Chilean sidewalks are notoriously broken and uneven so it's hard not to trip if you don't watch where you're going. You're also likely to step in dog poop. It's everywhere. But in that moment of clarity I saw the beauty that I was missing out on by focusing so much on what was right in front of my feet.

Obviously this has eternal implications, but I don't want to get into that. I just hope that I can remember to keep my head up and my eyes open. I don't want to miss the bigger picture. Give it a shot, I'm sure you'll like what you see more often than not.