Unionville, Nevada is a gift.  The moment of its arrival is always perfect.  In Unionville a vast silent beauty vanquishes my thoughts, my fears, my dreams.  But leaves behind a fantasy of living there.  My mind is too contrived to know what is good for me.  Those mountains, they evidence God’s mighty ways.  Standing before them I apprehend my smallness.  In submission, there is wisdom.  I feel blessed to experience it. Continue reading →