A Thousand Words

A Thousand Words

July 22,2014

Today I sit on the back porch of a cabin on the banks of the Snake River.  The snow capped Grand Tetons are towering in the distance.  The cool mountain breeze blows a stray  hair across my face.  The constant flow of the river hypnotizes me.  I stare at the water as my mind clears; thinking of nothing but this moment.  Taking in the beauty of God's creation--Everything he spoke into being.
I take pictures of everything I see.  I want to share it with my friends and family back home.  I want to remember this moment, this feeling, this peace.
I want to take it with me...
But, with each picture I take I know I can never really share this moment with anyone.  It's so much more than what I see--what the camera captures.  A picture is worth a thousand words: TRUE.
However, it cannot hold onto the other four senses.  My picture does not record the sounds of the birds chirping; the ones I can't see, or the bubbling of the water over the rocks in the river bed. It does not convey the way my skin feels as it's warmed by the sun, then cooled by a breeze at the same time.  The smell of pine and mountain heather bring a smile to my face, while the taste of raspberry sweet tea lingers on my tongue.
I am grateful for the opportunity to spend time here.  I am thankful to God my father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
A special verse comes to mind today.
Isaiah 55:12 "You will go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and hills will burst into song before you, and all the trees of the fields will clap their hands".

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