Echoes from the Campfire

On a late afternoon when the clouds gather around the peaks and the lightning begins to play its games over the mountain meadows, the high country is no place to be, but it can be spectacular to watch from a safe distance.  At such times the hills can be alive with a sound that isn’t music, but it has a magnificence of its own.”      –Louis L’Amour  (Passin’ Through)

“The guilty walk a crooked [trail]; the innocent travel a straight road.”
–Proverbs 21:8 (NLT)