Somewhere over the Rockies we fly over this turquoise oblong lake that lies amongst the mountains. The surface is smooth, calm and I imagine there’s no one around for hundreds of miles.

I will find that lake someday. It’s somewhere north of Provo, where Utah meets Idaho. I will find it and swim out to the center and say that I am nothing. Just a tiny speck amongst giants. But the one that created all of this, the peaks and the valleys, He knows this nothing. He knows where I am. And that creator is big, bigger than anything these eyes can see from horizon to horizon. He is big and yet he knows nothing. He knows nothing by name. He is my Father.

And as I swim out in the turquoise deep, I know he can hear me, past the myriad of mountains, past the vastness of this earth. He says I am with you.

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