One of the highlights of our trip to New Mexico was a sunrise trip to the cemetery. We walked there on the deep ruts of the frozen red clay through the sage bushes covered with icy frost and I thought to myself, I can't believe I'm doing this. But we went there with a Navaho, who told us all on Resurrection Rock how he came to know Jesus, and it was worth every minute out there in the 16 degree pre-dawn temperature.
Whenever John & I think about going to a cemetery, we always think back to when our kids were young and we would visit cemeteries out East. We would see one, and the kids would all say, "Cemetery, everybody out" (of the car). If you look closely at the ground in front of us, you can see the small white crosses.
Finally, the sun did rise...
... and the walk back revealed a new day.