That bright Saturday morning, with my daughter Erika, and her two sons, Andrew and Caleb, ages 8 and 9, we took that challenging hike. We'd scrambled up the 4500 feet to the top, walked across the flat, green meadow that was like a table.
I haven't forgotten that swift angry feeling that exploded inside.
My favorite type of travel is still a road trip.
As we drove home, we discussed our experience with the mysterious skier. We hadn't seen him going up the canyon. He didn't ski down to the road either. He just disappeared.
Forty three years ago, on Sunday morning, May 18, 1980, Mount St. Helens erupted. I can remember that day as though it were yesterday.
Life is precious. We are created in God's image.
I believe God was pleased as He witnessed the people help each other without question.
God made you so you could share in His creation.
We are commanded to worship the Creator, not His Creation. Yet, His creation is a reminder of our amazing God and these photos are a reminder of that.
This week, I plan to reflect on the wonders He has done. Will you join me?
