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As Meg and I travel eastward, we have seen the landscape change from the rugged, verdant vertical of Glacier National Park, to the brown fruitful wheat flats of eastern Montana, to the hay and green dairy land on North Dakota, Minnesota and Wisconsin, the lakes of Wisconsin, and now Niagara Fall.. We see so much more variety than when we fly over this country in one brief day. Yet, we are still in the enclosed confines of a piece of machinery, lacking the intensity of times when we hike through a variety of landscapes and breathe, feel, absorb the scenery into ourselves.
And always, no matter where or how we are, the wonder remains: we are created by a living God, one who lives through us and calls us to be loving and compassionate as He is. He is indeed our peace–when we choose to accept Him fully.    |