Today began with an incredible sunrise over the mountains outside Flagstaff and from there only got better. We saw the unbelievable beauty of the Grand Canyon, an astounding diversity of people drawn to this magnificent work of creation and had the honor of finishing the day with the children’s Great Grandmother Grace. All of which I would love to say more but for now:
The astounding diversity, as we were walking along the southern rim of the canyon today we could hear Worship music coming from somewhere. We walked toward it and came upon a group of twelve or thirteen people who had gone out on an outcropping with a guitar and were belting it out to God. We sat down and soaked it in. As others passed by they often stopped and in a multitude of languages called out their approval. Few things speak of God’s magnitude like the Grand Canyon but today we got to see one better in the way He touches folks everywhere.
The Better Thing 