Saturday, June 01, 2019

Zion












Good things grow in barren-looking places.  In the crevices of the red red rock sprouts life abundant, pressing out through where there is no soil to where there is only glaring sun.  Hanging from the rocky ceiling, the gardens creep along the cracks fed by misty drips from the last rain. 

I am reminded of home, where maybe it sometimes seems like no good thing could grow but a where really a veritable garden of good things are rooting and pressing upward and outward.  

Taken on our trip to Zion National Park in April 2019

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