Art out of Rocks

We have seen a good part of the western States over the past 3 weeks.  It has amazed me how vast and spacious this land is.  In Indonesia, homes are packed together, the streets buzz with mopeds, and the markets are stuffed with people.

In our travels here, we have seen forest and desert, valleys and farmland, mountains and plains, canyons and meadows.  What beauty our God has created!

Last week we visited Joshua Tree Park, a place decorated in rock art.  Then this week we saw the Grand Canyon, a gap screaming praise to its Creator.

And my soul praised God that He can make art out of rocks.

We said our first good-bye on Friday.  My little brother and his beautiful family.
Chris prayed.  Paeton wiped a tear.  Tehya cried.  Makenna wept ... I wept.   So, so tough.

Tough like rock.  And the missing ... like a canyon.

I'm trusting that art will be made out of this too ...