Dan and I had a wonderful time in Alaska. There is something about its majesty that cannot be caught on film although the pictures are beautiful and cannot be explained in words despite my best attempts. Judy Unland and I discussed it a bit when I returned. You can’t stand before Mount McKinley or Hubbard Glacier and not know that there is a God. It just can’t be an accident.
Each day we were given a new treasure to view and explore. A trip down the coast with mountains on one side and the ocean on the other. A perfect view of Denali. The power of Hubbard Glacier. A baby whale frolicking just yards from our boat. Hiking up to a 300’ waterfall. Bald eagles diving.
And then on our way home, God gave me yet another gift. We were transferring flights in Wisconsin. We came off the plane at about the same time as a mother travelling with her three young children. The children were struggling with the carryon luggage and mom was fighting a car seat for her youngest child. After we found our next gate and settled our own carryon luggage, I went back to help. While I did little more than stay with the kids while the mom changed her little one or rolled their luggage the length of a small terminal, I gave this mother a little peace of mind and helped her meet the timetable to catch their connecting flight. For that moment in time my eyes and heart were open to the needs of another traveler. God’s gift to me was to put me in the right place and then to open my eyes.
May God grant you the gift of eyes wide open. The view is heavenly.
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