Seeing God in the Grand Canyon
The heavens declare the glory of God;
the skies proclaim the work of his hands.
- Psalm 19:1
Exactly a week ago today I stood on the south rim of the grand canyon and soaked in the view.
No pictures prepare you for actually seeing the canyon. The expanse and enormity of its depths. The layers of vibrant colors. The perfect stillness.
While conventional geological wisdom says the Colorado River slowly carved the depths, the grand canyon told me a different story.
It revealed to me the creativity of the Creator; He who did not just create a functional world for his people to inhabit, but made a world that is beautiful even in its brokenness.
It told me of the grief that preceded a flood that changed the entire face of the world He created. Yet, at the same time of the hope provided by that same Rescuer who created a way to safety.
It spoke to me of the power of a God who lovingly ripped the continents apart to keep mankind from setting themselves against Him again.
It declared that there is a Sustainer who holds all things together at the same time the earth groans in anticipation of its restoration.
Finally, it quietly reminded me of a Provider who knows the needs of his creatures, even in this arid, hostile environment.
This is the picture of the God in whom I choose to submit my will and trust.
Where have you seen God today? Have you looked?