On my morning therapy walk Saturday we were discussing a LOT of things. Seriously - good therapy... tears and all.
One subject was atheism... how people can possibly look around this earth of ours and not see the hand of God in all of His creations.
Like that one.
I don't get it still...
Although I'm thinking that next time we plan a day long hike at Bryce Canyon National Park perhaps my morning therapy walk should really be a morning therapy sit and chat... man my ankles are hurting!
Images borrowed from Google Images - the first because my camera cord is misplaced (yes, Egan, again...) and the second because my youngest child is 6 years old and rather cranky this morning... still one of God's children, but the look on her face isn't nearly as sweet as it should be.
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