Wow. Beautiful. This is how fall should look. This is how fall in Flagstaff looks.
I'm no huge fan of AZ myself, but the northern part of it is so beautiful... and Flagstaff has a cool artsy vibe to boot.
Holly and I arrived here yesterday evening, checked into our hostel (not hotel) and crashed hard... oh, after dinner at Cracker Barrel. Mmm.
We spent most of the afternoon driving and calling different hotels to hear that they were all sold out and booked up for the weekend... some Parent's Weekend mumbo-jumbo at the university here in town.
So, we ended up at The Grand Canyon International Hostel which is in downtown, a block away from the coffee shop we are sitting at now... and probably will continue to sit at for most of the day.
Been doing a lot of thinking on the road. Thinking about the statement to "Love Your Enemies" and how that affects me. I usually think of it in a large-scale sense, but I have been perplexed by the statement that follows "Love Your Enemies"... "Pray For Those Who Persecute You."
I can do the whole big-picture thing, but when it comes to how I deal with those who critique and insult me, it feels all too much. I hate those people at those moments. Who the hell are they to tell me how I should or shouldn't live my life?
But there's where the rubber meets the road... Love Your Enemies AND Pray For Those Who Persecute You.
Damn. That's rough, Jesus.