Last Saturday as we traveled to the True Woman's Conference...one of the girls in the car wasn't from here. In fact she'd only lived here for a short time and she was awed by the beauty around her...
"Oh gosh...look at that mountain. It's beautiful..."
Every time we rounded a hill or turned a corner she ooed and awwed over the scenery.
"It's so pretty here... I really feel like I'm living in paradise."
We'll I've been in this part of the country my entire life.
I know each ridge and foothill.
I can imagine in my mind where each large bolder is on my favorite childhood beach...pictured below.As she ooed and awed I realized...
Although I don't always realize it...
I do live in a beautiful place.
Actually, anyplace where you have food, shelter and clothing...
is a beautiful place.
I'm sure people in 3rd world country view us as rich.
Where you are today, right here and now...is a beautiful place,
sometimes it just takes looking at it through someone else's eyes.
God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.
Therefore we will not fear, Even though the earth be removed,
And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea. Psalm 46: 1-2