When you see a sign that says, “The oldest church in Colorado” you just gotta stop. You just *gotta*. When you see that it is flanked by an Iwo Jima silhouette held up by rifle supprts, you gotta stop just a little more.
The church itself is in its 3rd incarnation, but started out as a , jacal which were churches assembled by what was at hand, often adobe.
And wonder of wonders, the church also supported an labyrinth which could be walked (and was).
Inside you were appropriately greeted and met with the consoling message that there were no wrong way to go. I chose the ‘Glorious Mysteries’ route.
Being a true labyrinth you wandered to-and-fro until you encountered a nicho with a bronze plaque inside that could be contemplated. The nicho included both a bench and a kneeler with a shelf for your elbows.
Tbh, I also walked the ‘luminous mysteries’ quadrant and carried on.
The Big World 