My dad used to sing silly songs with us while we did the dishes after dinner. "Have you ever been to Boston in the spring?" My latest evening singing has been changed to: "Have you ever been to Arizona in the snow?" These are the memories of childhood. These are the memories of adventures. Winding our way out of the desert of Phoenix with it's Saguaro cacti and beige colored horizon, we eventually spotted the red mountainous monolith cliffs of Sedona. Successively hitting roundabouts taking us through the vortex and crystal obsessed town. After a flight and time spent in the car, a short hike among the juniper sounded delightful. Hiking at the speed of Todd (short for toddler), the newest catch phrase used in life with friends of small people. Delightful to see the world of prickly pears and red rocks through Todd's eyes. Rumors of snow, and news of the road to Grand Canyon being closed had me apprehensive of traveling to Arizona in the snow. However, "faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen." I believe the author of Hebrews wrote that in relation to faith in God - but I have found this to be a helpful understanding of faith in a lot of things - snow plows and weather patterns included. I really expected to be satisfied with one trip to Grand Canyon in my lifetime. Standing on it's edge and walking a short distance down into it, I never expected to be so overwhelmed by it's magnificence. No photograph I have ever seen as done it justice. Both the canyon itself and the God who created it are entirely mind-blowing. Of course the trip wouldn't be complete without a Route 66 general store to mail postcards from. And another day spent in Sedona with crystal clear blue skies, red rocks and snow capped cacti. "Have you ever been to Arizona in the snow?"
I think you should.
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Sharon Smith
2/25/2023 05:15:05 am
Hey Sweetie,
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