Wednesday, August 26, 2009

How Great Thou Art


We recently returned from a family vacation to Jackson Hole, Wyoming.



"What's in Wyoming?" you may question.



My son, Edwin, loves dinosaurs. I searched on fodors.com for a family dinosaur dig. I was able to locate one in Thermopolis, WY, about 4 hours from Jackson Hole. My husband, Larry was ecstatic! He's always wanted to go to Wyoming There's great fly fishing there! He's an outdoorsman-loves the forests, mountains, and lakes. My son, Alex, loves airplanes. We needed something to entertain him. Larry found an aviation museum nearby in Idaho. There was something for everyone!



I , myself, an not an outdoors person. If I had my choice, I'd probably go back to New York City for a trip. My purpose for this trip was to enjoy the company of my family, to see the excitement in their faces, and to get some much needed R & R.



Believe it or not, I had such a wonderful time there in WY. Jackson Hole is a quaint, rustic town, with gorgeous views of the Grand Tetons. One of my favorite excursions was a visit to Jenny Lake and a hike up the mountains. My boys argued for most of the hike, but once we got to the top, I experienced a sense of peace. I feel that God enabled me to enjoy this moment. I was awestruck by the beauty of God's creation. I felt His presence there, gazing down at the calm waters. I saw nature so pure and unspoiled, the way God intended for it to be, inspiring in me a great respect of His power.



Another favorite activity was a chuckwagon dinner. We rode in a horse driven covered wagon to the picnic sight. We dined on barbecue chicken, roast beef, corn, beans, and delicious chocolate chip cookies. The actors put on an insanely funny show with audience participation. I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard. At the conclusion of the show, the actors expressed their love and appreciation of the nature that surrounds us. They wanted to thank the Lord for creating so much beauty. They removed their cowboy hats, placed their hands on their heart, and sang "How Great Thou Art".


This brought tears to my eyes. I've sang this hymn so many times at Mass, but never really felt its meaning. On a quiet mountain top overlooking Jenny Lake, and even in a hootenanny with cowboys, I was filled with the wonder of God's greatness and love for us. He created this world for our enjoyment. What more would he not do for us, His children created in His own image?