These photographs were taken from a helicopter as we flew over the Grand Canyon. The Colorado River was singing its carving song as it gushed along the rock walls. We were still quite a distance away as we looked down upon the rough waters. I could imagine the deafening sounds and roaring sprays along the curves of the ancient liquid blue rio.
No matter what rough waters we find ourselves traversing, He is with us. There is no place that we can go that He is not there also.
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When thou passest through the waters, I will be with thee; and through the rivers, they shall not overflow thee; when thou walkest through the fire, thou shalt not be burned; neither shall the flame kindle upon thee.
Isaiah 43:2
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