I have been blown away lately, by an inner and outer conversion of the soul. This morning was just the thing to top it off. The sunrise was amazing. Most people just stare at the road and grumble at the early hour when they're driving, and I'm guilty of it too, but today took my breath away. There was a front coming from the south that had high, icy clouds that glinted wth blue and purple, with big puffs of closer mauve clouds. All at once, the sky was on fire; bright yellow and orange, and red near the ground, and the disc of the sun rose out of the purple, making everything look liquid and golden. I nearly went straight through a turn because I didn't want to go around the corner and not see it. But when I cam back around, it was right there waiting for me, although it had changed a little, now much more white-yellow, and hard to look at. It warmed my bones and I thought of God, and my heart was lifted. I have a long road ahead, soul-wise, and it's an everyday battle. But today, I was granted a break in the clouds.