For the last couple weeks we had taken a road trip to stay with my grandpa in Island Park, ID. About 20 miles west of West Yellowstone, a town and main entrance to Yellowstone National Park. Upon entering the gate to Yellowstone we almost immediately began to see amazing things. Beautiful streams winding through meadows and valleys surrounded by majestic mountains and peaks. Spring fed rivers cutting cliffs through solid granite. Thousands of bison grazing on hills and in valleys. Elusive and graceful elk. Osprey, bald eagles and hawks were seen in the skies. Even a young moose cow surprised us on a day of rafting down Two Springs below Jonny Sacks cabin. We of course explored geyser areas full of high spouting geysers, hot springs, mud or paint pots where soft mud was bubbling and boiling from the ground beneath. Springs that came up out of the mountains and immediately formed large rivers and creeks. Massive and powerful waterfalls that left you in awe. As the day wore on and I was taking in all these new experiences in a matter of hours, just when I thought I could not be awed, I was awed again. I began to think over and over in my mind, my God, what kind of God are you? When we were waiting for the minute Old Faithful was to erupt, I was looking out across that whole area, plumes of steam rising up as far as you could see in both directions, I thought of Luke 19:40 "I tell you, if these become silent, the rocks will cry out!" And there they were literally crying out! A day earlier we had driven to Quake Lake in Montana. In 1959, an entire canyon that was dramatically changed by a 7.2 earthquake in the middle of the night. An entire mountain fell into the canyon, instantly damming the Madison River and forming "Quake Lake." Not hundreds of millions of years, not tens, in seconds....like instantly. That night all throughout Yellowstone Park new geysers became active and remain to this day. The huge boulders from the very top of the fallen peak rest on the other side of the canyon, half way up the side of an adjacent mountain on a massive pile of rock and earth. It took crews months with heavy equipment just to excavate a small outlet to allow the new natural damn to release water and continue to the Madison River. I'm not sure what my point is in all this. Accept to say that in this cultures obsession for knowledge, understanding and worship of nature, it seems impossible to try and comprehend the complexities and formations of this earth and everything in it without acknowledging the creator of the universe and designer of all that we see before us in creation, Holy God. I realized how small I am and how little we know about what we think we know. 1Cr 3:18-20 Let no man deceive himself. If any man among you seemeth to be wise in this world, let him become a fool, that he may be wise. For the wisdom of this world is foolishness with God. For it is written, He taketh the wise in their own craftiness. And again, The Lord knoweth the thoughts of the wise, that they are vain. Feel free to check out some of our photos from there trip: http://s202.photobucket.com/albums/aa264/sickkitz/Idaho%20Vacation%202010/