Canonized Realizations

The canyons are beautiful. There are lines indicating a history past and things to come. Right on the top is a new line forming, adding onto the history that was found below it. It is a colorful crater, lines weaving, rocks jutting, and dust swirling. We will never know what comes after this line that is being created while we live. It is not in our purpose. At the base of the canyon is a teeny tiny river; and, it takes your breath away knowing it was once grand enough to be God’s tool in creation of something so huge and magnificent. Glancing at the river, you want to ask it, “little river did you do this all on your own?” But upon closer inspection of the river, you can see the white rapids churning where it hits the rocks below. There was no need to ask because you know that although it has decreased in size, it is no less fierce and still every bit as great.

The canon begins to disappear behind the clouds and the remaining bottom that you desire to see begins to disappear from view. The view begins to mist over before becoming completely opaque. Don’t panic though, seeing the bottom will only occur upon your death, and I’m not sure it is your time. Nonetheless, even if it were, you will be God’s creation. Maybe in the laughter of the ones you love, or a breeze in the middle of the desert. You will be back and you will see. For now, Thank God. Live, learn, and laugh.