Yesterday, I drove to Holy Hill,
the National Shrine of Mary in the town of Erin, Wisconsin.
I used to go to Holy Hill with Grandma to light candles and pray the rosary.
The view from the top of 178 steps is breathtaking!
After a long week and impending rain,
I needed a reminder of how blessed I am to live amid such beauty.
It is a lovely, natural, spiritual place
where you can't help but marvel
at the beauty that God has created.
My prayer is that I may see beauty in every changing season
and in the miracles that surround me every day.