My husband and I visited the Hoh Rain Forrest in Washington. There we had the blessed opportunity to see one of the largest and oldest trees in our country. Sitting curled up at the foot of this massive tree I had a very real sense of my smallness and God's bigness. The 270' tree was but a toothpick to him. There was also a sense of nearness to him there, like the natural world around me was crying out to him in praise. This massive tree he created and once cradled in his hands as a tiny seed. The majestic mountain peaks that towered over us, resplendent and snow capped, are but pebbles in his hands.
Since it was a scenic spot we stopped for the touristy pictures and as I sat with my knees tucked to my chest at the foot of the tree I realized that the very one who made absolutely everything loves me like crazy. Loves me more than the man taking the picture, whom loves me like crazy too. The love more than anything makes me want to cry out in response, to love back in whatever small way I can. Saying 'holy, holy, holy' a billion times hardly seems like loving someone well, but maybe it's a start.
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