When I want to experience the enormity of creation, I look at the ocean but when I want to experience its antiquity, I look at the mountains. The mountains in South Africa take my breath away each time I look at them; the way the sun hits or the clouds lay or their sheer majesty. As we made the twenty-one hour trek to Cape Town from Johannesburg we drove past range after range. The beauty that I witnessed took away my breath and my words. I felt a range of emotions as I looked out the bus window; I felt joy, awe and love for the scape, appreciation for this gift from God, peace, churning hope, and an all-consuming sense of happiness. As the tears were rolling down my face, I heard a still voice say “How you feel right now, looking at what I have made, is not even comparable to how I feel when I look at you.” Suffice it to say I began to cry even more. The fact that I was seeing possibly one of the most beautiful thing I ever had and God was saying that he saw me even more so spectacular, blew my mind. God spent more time forming me, making me, marveling at me than the mountains. I challenge you to, the next time you see something breathtaking, to remember that how you feel in that moment is not even close to how God feels about you all of the time.
