We just hit the peak of our southern autumn. Because of my work hours, I don't always get to see the glorious colors reflected through the sunlight. But yesterday I had an appointment that made my drive time a little later. I was able to soak up the sun-drenched reds, oranges, yellows, and greens along the road. That put a smile on my face. You can't always capture God's perfect beauty through a lens--at least I can't. You just have to commit it to memory. With the sun fading this afternoon, I searched for some bit of sunlight and found it streaming through a sycamore tree at a local school. I love the light here. Again, it made me smile.