Who Can Say No to Blue Eyes and Dimples?

I certainly can't. That's how my two year old cousin got me to eat a spoonful of butter. I just got home from Colorado. Still feeling the time difference a bit, but it's all good. I can't complain. I want to thank everyone who prayed for my safe journey, it means a lot. This isn't too long of a blog, but I just wanted to share something that happened in Colorado with y'all.

We were going to ride the cog train up Pike's Peak and I was nervous. Extremely nervous, to the point where I almost chickened out. What ended up happening was I told a buddy of mine that I was going up there and he told me to eat a donut. The next morning my grandma told me we didn't have to go and I thought hm, if I don't go he will know I chickened out. I don't want him to think I am a chicken. And I do enjoy hiking mountains, just not fourteeners. In the end, I kind of peer pressured myself into saying no Gammy, let's do it! So we did. I was nervous as crap (side note, how can you be nervous as crap? If we are thinking very literally, who knows if poop gets nervous? I'm not going to change the phrasing on that, just something to think about.) It ended up being so beautiful and amazing. I could really see God in all of the shapes of the rocks and how perfectly His hands had created everything. We were so small, like a little red tic tac chugging up the mountain (the train was red, in case you didn't know. If you did, well thanks for listening and please comment nicely about my stating the obvious). It was just so astonishing and awesome to be so small. You could see everything from the top and it really made me think, wow. I am tiny. I am pitiful. I get lightheaded from travelling up too far in the mountains. And then I think about God who is HUGE and amazing and probably never gets light-headed. And He still loves me and thinks about me every day and is always there for me and keeping me safe. How amazing is that? That just blows my mind and makes my heart swell to realize that so fully. I don't think it has ever hit me so hard, God's love and power and strength. Then I got home, well my grandma's house. And I read Psalm 121, which I hadn't read before but I did. Honestly, I wanted to read something short and pleasant from the Bible before I fell asleep. The whole thing is about His protection and how He will keep us safe forever. I think it meant so much to me because it starts "I lift my eyes up to the hills" and I had just had so much joy in the Lord at Pike's that same afternoon. And then it continues at the end, "the Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore". That struck such a cord with me because I am not a big fan of flying and I am always nervous when others go places and I suppose it was just reading the right thing at the right time BUT. It made my heart jump to read that psalm. I love it a lot and I wanted to share the joy I got from it with you. Thanks for reading this, I am sure I will talk to y'all again soon. Good day and God bless!!!!