But the dust has settled enough for me to share this one snippet of our recent adventures, our family's first trip to Yellowstone. We made it a marathon of a day, leaving at 9 am and returning home well past midnight. Here are some favorite memories.
(note the California hat, with a grizzly. so fitting.)
This is one of those imperative, slightly annoying shots moms are required to take. That's the whole reason that bear is there. For mothers to say, "Climb up on there kids, and look at me!" I'm not ashamed.
Some real grizzlies who get to live here because they were rescued. They were so awesome. I wanted to hug them a little.
New wolf stuffed animals. Since we have a shortage of those around here. Wait, the opposite of that.
Huckleberry ice cream. Mmmmmmmm. And see that brown circle next to her left elbow? That's where we missed our turn and were practically to the Grand Tetons before we realized it.
NBD. Bison we could reach out and touch. Total road hogs.
Yellowstone style. Naturally, I had to bring my vintage binocs*.
*normally referred to as binoculars, they were only ever called binocs in my home growing up.
This is called, "Please, crazy wind, don't blow my hat off into that geyser behind me."
It's pretty ridiculous to try to capture the glory of a place like Yellowstone with a camera, and much more ridiculous with a phone kind. But just trust me. It was a glorious day, full of the majesty of creation. All of it points to Him. I don't know how so many people can visit this place every day and still question that we have an incredible, unsearchable, omnipotent Creator in heaven, so generously telling us about Himself, right before our eyes, in vivid, living, breathing Technicolor.
It was a privilege to see what He had to share about Himself. A humbling privilege, the kind that just makes you long for more.
I hope you have a great Monday. I pray your eyes are opened today to what God wants to show you about Himself, in your town, in your kids, in your world.