Have you ever seen amazing sights and had to just shake your head in disbelief at how marvelous they really were? How big and bold and wonderful and out of this world it really was?
This week we went into Ecuador's …jungle. A little town/city in the heart of a jungle. Driving to and from it was like stepping onto the set of Mighty Joe Young or King Kong. I tried taking a picture of it but found that pictures did not do it justice. No sight should ever be held in a small frame; it can't be described correctly that way.
Imagine. Just imagine every shade of lush green cascading over hills and mountains and trees and grasses. Dipping deep deep down into valleys of even richer hues of soft soil and greens. Earth, coated with different shapes and sizes and heights of gorgeous God-planted trees. And sprinkled in between are the violent reds and oranges and yellows of the tropic trees found on wish-you-were-here postcards. Above it all clear cut clouds of pure white curtain the perfect baby blue sky. Every once in while you look down into the deep to find the clouds have broken to let the sun highlight yet more beautiful growth below. It is continuous and much larger than anything you've ever tired to fit into your vision. This is nature untouched. Raw, uncut, uncensored. And all I can do is grin and shake my head. Because it's so much bigger than me and it's untouchable and yet I'm in it. Inside of it. I'm being carried through and over and under it.
As I think about this God reminds me of Genesis chapters one and two. The recording of how He spoke all of what I'm talking about into being. "Let there be… Let there be…Let there be…" and those things were. They sprouted and stretched and grew because the Lord thought them up and said "Let it be…"
