Today I walked through Mount Rushmore National Monument grounds. There were Ponderosa pines, huge rolling boulders and of course gigantic sculpted granite images of four U.S. presidents. I have been here before. As a child, my parents took me and my brothers for a visit. Memories came flooding back not only from that visit, but from growing up in mountains.
Up until the time I was 7 or 8 years old, we lived near Estes Park, Colorado. I climbed on boulders much larger than I was, picked bark off Ponderosa pine trees to see the layers and patterns underneath, swam in the Little Thompson river, and followed my three older brothers everywhere I could. I learned to listen for snakes that rattle, watch for mountain lions, and stay away from boulders that may roll. I picked out more cacti prickers than I care to remember from my fingers and never went barefoot outside unless I was swimming.
I roamed. I climbed. I swam. I ran. I moved and I experienced the first nudges of a Creator who would be all that I would need to Save me. It is What He did. He saved me by wooing me through His creation. I’m not surprised to learn of all the researched benefits of spending time outdoors. Creation from Creator for the created. For me. For you. He found me there in the beauty of patterns, the rhythm of seasons, the textures of green moss on gray rocks. There He was in the smells and swirls of Ponderosa pines and the shimmering, gentle quaking of yellow Aspen leaves. Peace presented in a river form from the One who left us with His peace. Christ met me there. There in those six and seven year old moments awhen every adoptee begins to realize that adopted means different. Adopted means I don’t “really” belong to this family and my other family must not have wanted me. It is the thoughts and understandings of a child but stands lurking in our thought shadows for a lifetime. There Christ was then and there He was again today. Drawing me close when I needed a Heavenly Father to begin to whisper that someday I would be a daughter of a King and that I would be okay. Drawing near today to remind me that I am a daughter of the King and I am more than okay. I am blessed indeed.