Last night, we arrived safely back in Seattle after our trip to Banff. I lie in bed, unable to sleep, asking myself, “How can people question if there is a God, when we have evidence like this?”
When I look out at these mountains, my knees want to buckle in reverence–at how big He is.
My heart wants to cry out in praise that I don’t know how to utter.
None of us know for sure, what it will be like on the day when we finally see Him face to face, but sometimes I delight in trying to imagine it…knowing that no matter how far I let my imagination roam, He’s going to surprise me with how much greater He is.
I know that my most pure and deep longings come from Him and that I am bound by an earthly body that is incapable of all He will one day permit me to experience.
Do you think He’ll dance with me across these mountain peaks,
And race me down these hills?
Will He laugh when I sink deep into a snowy bank? Will I look up to see His face shining and His hand outstretched to pull me from the depths?
When I’m safely back at His side, will He remind me of all the other times He’s rescued me…times I didn’t even know about…times that I did.
Will I walk with Him down these rivers, with the mountains towering on either side? Will He tell me about the day He spoke them into being?
Will He say, “Watch this,” and create another mountain before my eyes?
Will He give me words to express my wonder? A song for my lips? Or will I press His hand to my heart, where He’ll be able read it best?
And when our day is ending and the adventures leave me spent, will He come and build a fire in the room that He’s prepared? Will I make a cup of hot chocolate and smile as He asks for extra cream? Would He really let me serve Him? Would I get to watch Him enjoy something my hands prepared?
Would we both sit by the fire, sipping warmth and talking long, of the next adventure we’d share together…all the things He’d like to show? Will He draw it out, knowing that expectancy is part of the joy, waiting and planning part of the gift? Would He remind me that we have eternity…and we’re going to fill it up?
Would I pull some crumpled papers, that I’d kept close to my skin, and place them in His hands–my toil, my praise, His greatest gift to me? Would I get to watch Him read them, watch a smile come cross His face–and know that I had pleased Him…Can you imagine the joy of pleasing Him?
As He tucks me in to covers, lays His hand upon my cheek, will I beg Him for a story? His side of one moment in my life–when He was orchestrating beauty that I could not see. Or a moment He shared with David, that the Scriptures didn’t record. Or what it felt like to speak to Moses from inside that burning bush.
Just a morning in the mountains, an encounter with the works of His hands. Oh for the words to tell Him all that He excites in my heart.
You are precious and make me want to love Him more!
Oh my goodness … I seriously got chills (and tears in my eyes) about six times reading this post. And “I Can Only Imagine” was playing through my head …
Thank you for sharing.
Just beautiful,
~Bec
really amazing abby. just incredible. thanks for turning my heart towards Him.
Thank you for sharing this beautifully, poetic post. It reminds me of the chorus of Chris Rice’s song: “And His praise goes on.”
Absolutely and insanely gorgeous. I couldn’t agree with you more.
Abby, that’s one of the most beautiful perspectives I’ve ever read. You stirred up many a grand emotion within me as I soaked in both your words & your pictures. Thank you.
Absolutely beautiful….the photos AND the words!
had a rough day and really needed to see this. thank you for all.
Amazing.
Beautiful. Thank you.
Beautiful words, Abby! Pictures too:)
Such a beautiful post! Your pictures are gorgeous, but so much more is your picture of a day with the Creator. Thank you!
inspiring….i could feel His presence through your words…
I love this line:
Will He draw it out, knowing that expectancy is part of the joy, waiting and planning part of the gift?
I never thought about the waiting and planning being part of the gift. I always thought of it as something I had to endure. My husband and I have been waiting and planning on starting our family, and I just found out yesterday that the road took another “turn for the worse”. But maybe not! Maybe it is part of the gift.
Thank you for your inspiration, your pictures and your words. I just stumbled on to your blog last week, and I am so glad I did!!
“Well done…my child…well done..” Is what I beleive HE will say to you!!!! This post was so special, Abby….Thanks for sharing your heart.
Abby! You have such a way with words and you just painted a beautiful picture of a physical tangible relationship that I long so dearly to encounter one day! Until then we believe that He is just as real in our daily lives as He will be one day in heaven. I love you and am so thankful you are my sister, He made you a great role model to your younger sister.
Keke
I think you need to publish these words and pictures. Simply beautiful, thank you for sharing!
Beautiful!!!
Glad you are back and enjoyed your time.
That is beautiful!!!
I can’t wait to read your book someday!
I just found your blog the other day. I love this post, thanks for sharing. it’s beautiful.
I just found your Beautiful blog today. I am glad you got to experience The Canadian Rockies! I am Truly Blessed to have The Rockies right in my backyard!
Beautifu. Thank you for sharing.
stunning, just stunning. truly amazing God!
beautiful. and. in. awe. of our God. thank you:)