I made it to Grandma's, and that means I quickly got fixed up with dinner and chocolate ice cream. Because at Grandma's, there's no sense in going to bed if you haven't had any ice cream yet.
On my 2nd flight, I was on the plane for less than an hour. And having slept on the previous flight, I didn't have much else to do other than look out the window.
It. Was. Beautiful.
It was as if we were chasing the sunset. The clouds were perfectly puffy. some of them piled high, others looking as if someone had just gone four-wheeling in the sky. (i TOTALLY wish that was possible btw). the sun making one side of them a bright white-yellow. And the other side a darker, grayish-blue.
the ground looked like one of those models you see in mueseums, but the cars actually moved.
And the mountains, with the trees, and the white stripes through the rock. the lazy rivers snaking through the valleys, and the man-made roads zig-zagging back and forth.
I was in awe of God's creations. That he made all of this for us. For me.
"Look at those stars. To think, God made all of that and remembered to make a little speck like me. Kind of flattering isn't it?" -Wyatt Earp
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