|photo taken on our honeymoon – Grand Canyon, October, 2005|
The distance between…two souls can seem so, so far. The space vast, as the thousands of gulps of air between the South and North cliffs of the Grand Canyon. Every breath, sobbed, whispered, used for prayer or tears, filling up the space. The empty space. Filled with…emptiness. Waiting. Waiting. Waiting. For a wind rushing, for a water roaring, for warmth and life and spring and blossoms. Waiting for God’s breath. Meanwhile, let us gaze at the awesome beauty of a crack made by God’s own hand, punctuation in a life. Purple, brown, blue, orange thread in a tapestry. Monument to faith in a Beautiful Designer. Who allows us to see the beauty in a canyon.
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