Exactly one week from today, I will wake up at the bottom of the Grand Canyon, having hiked down a steep 8 miles or so the day before. I did this hike two years ago but I expect to be surprised and delighted in new ways this time around.
I already know:
- I’ll be stiff from what amounts to a controlled fall down craggy South Kaibab and ever-so-thankful for the right gear and the months of training.
- I’ll be grateful for the rich companionship of my fellow hikers that is unique to an experience like this.
- I’ll be impressed as always by the untamed wildness and inherent danger of this beautiful place.
- I’ll be stunned anew by nature’s multiple mood swings, often visible all at once across the sweeping panorama.
- I’ll be reminded of my own smallness and comparative insignificance amid such enormity.
- And I’ll be inspired to private worship and whispered prayers of gratitude.
And I also know this: None of it will be enough. Continue reading It Will Not Be Enough