This week, I returned from visiting my Aunt and Uncle in Great Falls. Everywhere I turned consisted of vast mountains, rock formations, and clear skies. Everything was breathtaking. I never wanted to blink. There was a hammock in between the trees near the cabin. As I swayed under the stars with the mountain breeze, I felt it again. My God loves me.
In just a few more months, I’ll be leaving for the adventure of my lifetime. I will get to experience God’s artistry overseas. Romans 8:28. But until then, memories of Montana are still fresh in my mind. My cousin photographed the image below.
How can I not trust the Almighty God who painted that!?
*Uncle Mark and Auntie Melen’s cabin in Montana.
