We're on leg three of our family vacay and week two of Trey's sabbatical.
Estes Park and Crested Butte were beautiful and cool and the hiking didn't make me die which I'm considering a bonus.
Although we saw deer and elk daily, none of the kids were able to claim the $8 prize for spotting a bear. They did ask what they'd get if they were actually attacked by a bear and so, as a group, we decided that would definitely be worth an extra $10.
Although it seemed totally legit at the time, now, driving through the desert and gaining clarity, it might not have been fair compensation.
Speaking of desert, this part of the drive has made Trey and I realize for the first time we share one more thing in common - desert fear. Perhaps we've seen too many movies where people are stranded in the desert with no gas, water, or sunscreen above 15 SPF. Anyone seen Brad Pitt's movie, Babel? Lady struggling to get out of the desert with two small children, no water, and wearing pantyhose an uncomfortable shoes? It's become one of our worst nightmares.
We have seen some pretty beautiful things, though. Utah being no exception.
A recurring theme with what we've seen is how much bigger everything is - and that's coming from a Texas girl. From mountains, to white waters, to gorges and canyons, they are so much bigger they make us look tiny in comparison. The Lord's creation has astounded us, dazzled us, and given us new perspective on how big He is and how infinitely small we are.
And to get a glimps of His immensity and not also be certain of His goodness would indeed be terrifying. But as we've gotten to see the glory in His creation, the Lord has been equally gracious to show our family His goodness on this adventure.
Perhaps especially by preventing the aforementioned bear sighting/attack payout.
In his hand are the depths of the earth;
the heights of the mountains are his also. (Psalm 95:4 ESV)