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Volcan Arenal

Towering at a whopping 5,437 feet, this majestic volcano is one of five in Costa Rica. The powerful landmark gazes over pastured green hillsides surrounding its base. Although currently in a resting phase, Arenal remained the country’s most active volcano for 43 years. History tells of its infamous eruptions, both major and minor, affecting the region and people.

Hiking this mountain with my Costa Rican sister and Mama proved to be quite the adventure as we were greeted with a refreshing downpour, a visit from a friendly eagle, volcanic rocks to stumble over, and a view which took our breath away with each pause to survey our progress. Sharing glances with my family showed me a reflection of my own smile in the lovely faces of Vivi and Mama Lilly.
Countless places of natural wonders fill the pages of calenders, decorate the homes of many, inspire the artist, and invite the individual to enjoy the wonder of God's creation. Yet I believe it does not stop with the image of nature itself. Something else happens when one encounters these glorious scenes, something wonderful. When engulfed in the pure nature of God's masterpiece an unspeakable joy seems to erupt from one's being. The faces of those enjoying the beautiful scene appear to shine brightly with an unmatchable beauty, as though God Himself has opened a small part of heaven to smile down upon His precious child. Genesis 1:26 tells us we were made in the image of God. In these moments, I believe we reflect this image, bring our Father and creator glory and joy. In the same way a father who builds a tree house for his children smiles once completed, viewing the happy faces and listening to the squeals of delight as his children play, enjoying the gift of their father, so our Lord smiles when we enjoy His creation.
The next time you find yourself sharing a view with friends or family, take a moment to glimpse the beauty reflected in the faces of those around you, knowing you are receiving a very special glimpse of the Father who delights in you.
All my love,
Gennavieve

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