For the Beauty of the Earth

I took a drive up Smokey Canyon today. Smokey Canyon is just passed what my family refers to as Taigee Canyon. I was on my way to snap a picture of the cabin where my Great Grandpa Elno was born when I was just struck with how beautiful a scene I was in. I could look out over the valley and see streams, green rising mountains, and an impending thunder storm.

I realize that pictures will never be able to capture the true majesty of any scenery. So maybe I can explain my feelings better. When I was in Europe last summer, I saw a lot of gorgeous countryside. Some of the most beautiful mountain scenes were when we traveled through the Swiss Alps. Yet, at points in the journey through Italy and other wonderful places; I couldn't help but think of this place near Star Valley, Wyoming. I felt then, as I do now, that I had the privilege of seeing one of the most beautiful places on Earth while my family visited every summer.

So here I was, in the midst of this great place and I just couldn't help but feel so grateful for such a wonderful world. Some time alone out in nature has a way of really stilling your mind and soul.

Religious or not, one has to admit the beauty and majesty of the Earth, wherever you may believe it came from.

No matter how great of things we think we can do - whether its building something beautiful, discovering answers to scientific problems, or anything else that we pat ourselves on the back for - It will always pale in comparison to what has been done long before we got here. I think if everyone could just spend a few moments in a place like this every so often, we mightbetter remember what life is really all about. And it doesn't have a thing to do with power, politics, or money. Its about a personal relationship with a divine creator. In the end, that is all we have.