This weekend was incredibly surreal. One of the hopes I had in coming to Wyoming was to have some amazing locational experiences. I made a bucket list, but honestly had no idea how many of the items on it I'd actually get to partake in. The weekend itself will get its own post, but thinking back on the last 3 days, I just want to capture how awestruck and thankful I am.
Late Sunday morning, while the back of my mind was guilting me for not being in church or at least watching something online, I had a moment while we were snowshoeing up this beautiful ridge in absolutely gorgeous weather where my brain finally pulled itself out of my butt and looked around. We had stopped, and I was catching my breath and then, my senses caught their breath.
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The snow covered landscape before us was breathtaking. The bright green needles from the new growth pine trees were glinting in the sun and grandeur of the ridge on the other side of the valley looked back at us. I was actually getting to experience one of those frivolous things on my list- showshoeing through Wyoming's raw wilderness. Greater than this, I was being humbled by God's raw workmanship on a grand scale. That hike was church for me that morning. I am in no way suggesting that I'll be ditching my regular Sunday services from now on, but gosh, to see and experience some of the time and effort and creativity that God put into forming this landscape that worships Him day in and day out, with all its splendor, that was something that touched my soul. I am so thankful- to the friends that made this experience possible, and to the God that loves us so stinkin' much that He gave us this beautiful world to enjoy.
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