When my husband and I decided to walk down the path of scripture memorization for the summer, we landed on the 119th Psalm–breaking it up into many sections. We just completed the first eight verses and would like to share these poetic words of David as they intertwine with his love of God’s law.
The desert swallows me every time I travel through it. The enormity of it never ceases to amaze me.
This snapshot of the abandoned silver mine town of Calico, California, is located in the Mojave Desert near Barstow. Tucked into the Mojave’s barren hills, it is now a popular tourist attraction. I really like this picture because it speaks to me of just how immense the desert truly is. (That’s me in the far right corner. Notice how small I am compared to the landscape.) Incidentally, The Mojave Desert is only a fraction of the land mass known as the Great Basin.
Imagine driving through this vastness for hours. Then, imagine traveling by foot as many did in the 1800s.
I paired this picture with this particular Proverb because of the history that seems to follow the mining towns–A history of lawlessness. Of the three mines that I have visited, the saloons outnumbered the churches by a huge margin.
Regardless, the abandoned mines, as well as the desert of the American west, fascinate me. Perhaps, it is because I never saw either one until I was an adult.
To more adventures!
With the ocean on one side and mountains on the other, this boardwalk made for a perfect path in which to do some pondering! This picture was taken in the evening as the sun was setting upon the Pacific Ocean along the central California coast.
Moonstone Beach Drive in Cambria, California.
A walk along Moonstone Beach near the little seaside town of Cambria—tucked in among the mountains of the Central California Coast—provided my husband and I with plenty of photo opportunities. Here is a picture of some seals resting amid the waves, which repeatedly crashed against the rocks. The way these animals seem so oblivious to the constant water spray reminded me of the verses in Psalms that I have attached to this picture.
Imagine being born 3200 years ago! At that time, Deborah would have been a prophetess in Israel and ancient Egypt would have been the superpower. That was also when this gnarled tree, now carved, chiseled and sculpted by wind and time was born.
Today, it still clings to life in a tiny forest scattered among other very old bristlecone pines, high above the Great Basin at Great Basin National Park in Nevada.
Bristlecone Pine Tree located at Great Basin National Park, Nevada
It’s always fun meeting new people on the trail. These two ladies were the only other ones we saw the morning my husband and I hiked the Cold Springs Nature Trail. We took turns passing each other while pausing every so often to gaze upon the beauty of nature.