Awesome
It escapes so often and so lightly from the lips of preteens and their hapless parents, I thought the word had lost its purchase. And then I stood at the rim of the Grand Canyon, the address of awe.
People from around the planet showed up beside me and, regardless of language, we all said the same prayer.
Oh.
My.
God.
And then we took pictures. Millions of pictures. On fancy cameras with long lenses and tripods, also on cell phones.
Regardless of the equipment, the photos will be puny. There is no way to capture a view that knocks the wind out of your lungs, brings tears to your eyes, and beggars speech.
It was my first time there. I held up my cell phone. (See attached postage-stamp-sized image of the ineffable.)
Hallelujah.
I just got back from the Grand Canyon! Sorry to have missed you. Awesome isn’t it? But my dear what sort of candy ass little cell phone do you have that takes such weensy little silly pictures?
Jim took a ZILLION pictures on his great camera. I just couldn’t stop myself.
Anita, I am so grateful that your comments on the Grand Canyon inspired me to plan our trip there. With only days to spare before our scheduled time off from work, my anxieties had us planning to just stay at home this year. I was praying for wisdom to know the right course to take. I felt God tapping me on the shoulder when I read your blog that day! Thank you. We had a magical time there.