After we attended the funeral for Brenda’s dad we found ourselves with half a day and nothing to do. Brenda did not want to go sit in the hotel all day and we had no interest in the casinos. She wanted to drive up one the mountains. I had no idea where we were going but we stuck out on our own anyway.
I had not been driving long when I saw a sign for Lake Tahoe. I followed the sign and soon learned we were only about twenty-five miles from this favorite tourist destination. We enjoyed driving through the mountains. As beautiful as the drive proved it could not compare the magnificent view of actually seeing the lake surrounded by mountains. I have never laid eyes on a more beautiful spot on this earth. I admit I have not traveled extensively as most people but the panoramic view held me spell bound.
Brenda and I were captivated by the view. We pulled off the road at a scenic overlook and sat down to take it all in. I asked Brenda at one point what she was thinking. She replied, “God’s creativity.” She in turn asked me what I thought and I commented, “I think of the power of God.” There you have it. Two Texans bewildered by the creativity of God to carve out a lake as deep as six hundred feet in some spots in the middle of the mountains.
As we sat on the park bench the cool breezes brushed our cheeks coming off the lake. I read where the water is so clear in places that you can see as far down as sixty-seven feet. We experienced serenity sitting on that bench. I do not know how long we sat there. Several visitors came and went but we remained perfectly content to linger there. We spoke very little. We worshipped much. Our words were few but our glimpse of the creativity and power of God were intense.
We worshipped without instruments, Sean leading us, or a congregation singing. In the public sanctuary of God’s Lake Tahoe creation Brenda and I basked in the presence of our Creator. God’s creativity knows no limits. His power is beyond comprehension. As I sat in the presence of the Lord in middle of a post card scene I kept thinking how small and insignificant we were in comparison to the lake, the mountains, and our God we were beholding.
This puts everything in perspective. Yes, Brenda was still grieving the death of her father but she was also comforted in the presence of her Heavenly Father. Though we were well over a thousand miles away from home we both felt at home before the Lord of Creation. We were stunned by the creativity and power of our God. That short drive brought healing and perspective to our souls. How easy it would have been for us to return to the hotel to lick our wounds and grieve privately. If we had done that I would have missed out on the second best highlight of the whole trip. The highlight beyond question for me had to be hearing my wife testify for Christ at the funeral. I blogged about that in “She Hit a Homerun.”
I am humbled today for having gotten to experience more of God last week near the shores of that impressive lake. Lord willing on Monday I will be standing on a beach overlooking the Gulf of Mexico at Panama City, FL. Once again I will be wowed by the creativity and the power of God. Contemplating God in the splendor of His creation is better than sitting in the most entertaining movie.
Lord, thanks again for wowing me. Thanks again for one of those “Oh wow!” moments. Thank you for taking my breath away with your power and creativity. Thank you again for showing yourself strong and powerful again. If you can create massive mountains and carve out lakes as deep as the oceans, what are my little problems to you? They are like pebbles in your hands that can be cast to the side with the least of effort. Thank you for the reminder that you are creative and powerful. You inspire me and sitting at that lake breathed life back into my soul. Thank you for the reminder that nothing is too difficult for you. I rest in that. In Jesus name, amen.
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