ANYWAY, we made a pit stop at Mount McKinley, which is the highest mountain peak in all of North America. The mountains were breathtaking. Just another reminder of the magnitude of God. As we drove along the Gulf and along the mountains, I looked up in awe and astonishment, and nothing came to mind other than the hand of God forming these structures that my mind can't wrap around. I don't think you can fully appreciate a mountain until you are right up next to it, and close enough to really see it. The peaks, grooves, and rock formations are unreal. It is impossible to think that they just formed that way. The intraquite detail of a mountain had to be designed by God. I imagine Him much like a sculpture, chisel in hand, working out each groove and movement of the mountain, shaving away until it is just right. How amazing that we serve a God who not only pays close attention to the detail of something as massive as mountains, but who also pays close attention to the lives of us humans and the birds of the air. How deep is His love for us!
We also had a couple extra driving companions. Ramsey's brother Lars and her dog Otis joined us for the ride! Otis is the cutest dog who just loves to be touched and held. And since I am a physical touch person, Otis and I were best friends in no time :) It was wonderful to finally arrive to our destination. Ahhh, completion.
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