How ya doing? I hope you are well. I know what I'm about to tell you, you already know, but I'm hoping you will enjoy getting a thank you letter versus all the junk mail I'm guessing you receive.
Let me begin with a simple thank you. My first journey of the year just concluded and I'm truly humbled and grateful. As you and I both know, life hasn't always been easy for me. In fact, if I were truly honest, my 20's and 30's were pretty dark. The struggle with depression, anger, divorce, ladder climbing and loneliness caused me to doubt you, and quite frankly, made me difficult to like, much less love. But, you were faithful...and you sent me Ossy. Then, of course, Pres, cause no one should have just one child (right mommy??). They helped me get through my 40's. For that, I can't thank you enough.
Now, I'm in my 50's and I'm not who I used to be. Thank you Jesus! Every day, I get to experience your majesty. Words cannot adequately describe this journey I just finished. From the Hill Country of Texas; to Joshua Tree National Park; re-connecting with friends in San Ramon and Monterey; beautiful Lake Tahoe with friends and family; to a crazy windy night in Death Valley National Park; and a lovely weekend at the Green Valley Spa Resort in St. George, Utah, it has been an unbelievable experience.
And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, IT DID! We spent the month of April in Southern Utah, in a cabin in Kanab. Mountains. Pink Sand. Best Friends Animal Sanctuary. My birthday. How do I describe the sights I got to experience while in Kanab? You know what I'm talking about since you were the architect. I think about you...a lot...and what heaven might be like. Honestly, I can't fathom. My mind is just not big enough. As I traveled and hiked across Southern Utah, I could visibly see your wonder in all its glory. The Coral Pink Sand Dunes State Park. The Toadstools. Lower Hackberry Narrows. Peek-a-boo Slot Canyon. Zion National Park. Bryce Canyon National Park. Lake Powell and Horseshoe Bend. Grand Escalante Staircase. The list goes on and on...
All I can say is...WOW! To plagiarize a bit...Southern Utah is an outdoors person's Mecca. How can heaven be any better than this?? I seriously cannot even imagine. Oh how I would love if you could sit with me and chat over coffee. So many questions I have for you, but I would have to ask...what happened to Oklahoma? I mean, no offense, but it looks like you were off to a great start in the east of the state, then....um, did your arm get tired?
I mean, here's the thing God, I know not everyone gets the opportunity to experience what you have so blessed me with over the past year. So, I really want to be able to describe the awe-inspiring sights you designed so that even if my friends and family don't get to witness the majestic wonders I just visited, just maybe they could see it vicariously through me. Seriously, how could I possibly give Zion and Bryce Canyon the description they deserve?
You remember my college roommate, Kimmie? She knows you well and she joined me on the journey to visit Zion, Bryce Canyon, Coral Pink Sand Dunes and Horseshoe Bend at Lake Powell. We just scratched the surface at all of these, but that Angels Landing hike at Zion was indescribable. It was jaw-dropping and terrifying at the same time. The park calls the hike strenuous. That might be putting it mildly as it indeed pushes you from a stamina perspective, but when it reaches the top and invites you to literally climb the side of the mountain with only an iron chain to hold onto; well, that was just downright nerve-racking. It made me realize something though. Before that hike, I would have said you could take me any time you are ready for I can't imagine being blessed anymore than I have been.
But, as I was on the side of that mountain looking for a foothold to stay on the mountain, I realized I wasn't quite ready to meet you....yet. So, when Kimmie and me descended a bit and got back on solid ground, we high fived like we had never done before. There is real meaning behind that one! Then, on another hike overlooking Zion Canyon, we heard something and looked up and by golly, there was a Ram scaling (yep, running) down the side of the Stone Mountain. No one else saw it, but us. Spectacular!
I have to say, you are an incredible painter God. The mixture of red, pink, yellow and white in the canyons is pure magic. Oh, and Presley told me to thank you for jackrabbits. She never caught one, but sure enjoyed the chase. She was able to go out everyday behind the cabin and run and run across the landscape without fences, stickers, or vehicles. I don't know who was more sad as we loaded into Gypsy for the trek back to Oklahoma...me or Presley.
I've attached a few pics from the last week of the journey, but you and I both know it doesn't do your work justice. I only had room for 10 of them, but I have a bunch more. That Kimmie is a picture taking fool (you know God, I use that as a term of endearment, I promise).
Nope, I can't imagine what Heaven will be like, but I know it will be glorious. I know you are busy, so I won't take up more of your time. Words cannot express my appreciation enough. I do hope you will forgive me when I forget to thank you appropriately.
It's almost May. I can't wait to see what you have in store for us for the rest of the year. I love you, God.
P.S. Please hug Papa (Daddy Don) and Nana for me and tell them I miss them so!
P.S.S. Oh yeah, someone threw rocks and hurt Gypsy last night (broke her back window). She's all I've got God, so please keep her safe.