We had such a lovely day hiking in the dunes near Coos Bay on Wednesday. It wasn’t exactly sunny and warm, but very pleasant. No wind. The dogs had a great time, a great example of taking joy in the moment, living in the present. They ran and ran,
at least until Ivan’s little pink feet got sore from the sand. My husband picked him up and carried him part of the way. Ivan was partly terrified and partly grateful, I think. He sort of had that “pleeeeeze help me” expression as he looked back at Larry and I . . .
We followed up our dune walk with a beautiful stroll on a forest trail near Mapleton. What a beautiful place that was, as moist and green and dense as the dunes were windswept and open. The waterfalls were breathtaking.
Everywhere I looked I saw the hand of our Creator.
Many people have told me that they feel closer to God in nature than in church. Others say just as firmly that church is the place to find God. I find Him both places. My thinking is this: that people have built and decorated churches. We gather together in prayer, and God is gracious to join us there in the place that we have made for Him.
God has created the world, made it a beautiful place in which He takes delight. It is a gift to us, and He is pleased when we enjoy, admire, and care for it. It is the place that God has made for us, and He joins us there as well.