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great white throne, zion national park

rock formations rise into sea-colored skies
                crags and checkerboard patterns created and being created

desert-scape overlaid with carvings scribbled into the rock
                by The Hand and elements The Hand created


Places evoke feelings, and certain places string together extraordinary feelings.  One such spot for me is Zion National Park.


I’ve been there four times.  The first was quite a few years back.  Our family stayed in the lodge, watched the overly friendly deer, hiked and played in the fallen leaves while listening to a Kenny G Christmas CD.  It was beautiful and mesmerizing.  Each subsequent trip has become a sort of spiritual pilgrimage; a gift from the earth.

The peaks that intersect with the heavens are like massive altars in my world.  A rest tumbles over me in Zion unlike other locations.  It is a thin place where I see God, his etchings in rocks and flowing water.  I hear his whispers in the trees, telling me “peace, be still.”  So, I soak in the solitude and walk the river trail.

selah…

Missy


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  1. sewsavyMarch 19, 2016 at 6:41 AM

    I don't doubt you can see and hear God there. It looks stunning! Never been, probably never get there but what a photo. Love the peaceful flow of your writing.

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    1. Missy AMarch 23, 2016 at 10:16 AM

      Hi Marlene - yes, it is truly an amazing place. It certainly quiets my soul which we all need in our crazy culture. Happy Easter to you, my friend.

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