Yellowstone stole my breath a couple of times over those few short days. Taking in gorgeous views is something spiritual for me. I always find myself promising to never use words like 'awesome' and 'amazing' out of context. Buy one get one free burgers aren't awesome, Creation is awesome. At the same time I'm also frustrated with how limiting two languages are in expressing just how much I'm enjoying something magnificent. I usually end up saying 'ah, that, this, those are so beautiful' over and over, taking photos and saying a prayer in my heart. A prayer that thanks God for giving us the capacity to appreciate beauty, it's something heavenly isn't it? To stand gazing up at mountains or down wild flower valleys. Imagine not having that.
"We do not want merely to see beauty, though, God knows, even that is bounty enough. We want something else which can hardly be put into words — to be united with the beauty we see, to pass into it, to receive it into ourselves, to bathe in it, to become part of it." C.S. Lewis
