He moves Mountains & Trees

It's been a few weeks since I've posted and I haven't really taken any recent pics of us here. I tried to capture some of the eagles we spotted again the other day but they were too far away to do them justice. I found this picture among many that I took on our road trip up to Canada through different U.S. states. This one in particular was in between Colorado Springs and Vail, Co on our way to Moab, Utah to see the Arches National Park. Apparently, this road was closed, not just due to the giant tree you see in the middle, but mainly because miles ahead of where we were it was LITERALLY closed. The weather was getting crazy cold and windy and wasn't plannin on getting any better. As we pull up to this monstrosity in the road with our monstrosity Penske, we know we've hit a crossroads in our trip. Do we, a) attempt to move the tree ourselves? b) wait for super nice mountain men to saw it into pieces? or c) take it as a divine intervention from the Lord that this was, in fact, not the way we needed to drive in order to make it to Utah safely. God used this kind man who stumbled upon us to make it very clear that continuing in the direction we were going would not only cause a HUGE dent in our time, but also place us in a very dangerous situation. In the picture you see Jason grabbing the "bull by the horns" attempting to move it out of the way. God had a different plan as the kind man quickly pulled up to give us the news. We waited as another truck full of ready to service workers sawed the giant tree in different pieces as they quickly removed the debris from the road. We felt the hand of the Lord mightily on our journey and when I look at this picture I remember and meditate on His goodness. What memory can you recall to remember His goodness in your life...when you least expected it?

Love, S&J