The mountains of Alaska (that these pictures hardly capture) left me feeling humbled, awed, and thankful.
Humbled ~ knowing that despite my extreme insignificance in the face of such immensity, I am loved and intimately known by the Creator of the entire universe. Awed ~ at the height, the layers upon layers of different snow-encased peaks and summer-bare ones, the sun dancing across them throughout the day, the glaciers descending their majesty, the animals that grace their rocky edges…
Thankful ~ that my God is the Rock of my salvation, and that the storms of life will not move Him. I can count on His never-changing character, His faithfulness, and His Word – always. He is my shelter and refuge. It was such an awesome experience for our beach-bum selves (who are used to sandy coastlines that change daily), to be in the presence of these steadfast rock-giants. As though we left one world and entered another.
And we are still awe-struck by this other-world of hard, yet
“Great is the LORD and most worthy of praise; his greatness no one can fathom.”