Enterprise handed us the keys to a Jeep Renegade for our journey from Denver, Colorado to Bozeman, Montana, with stops in Fort Collins, Colorado to see family. My sister spent her summers in Bozeman working at a seminary, surrounded by glorious mountains and nature. So my mom and I decided we had a great reason to road trip the miles through barren Wyoming and expansive Montana for a chance to see some of God's best handiwork. This included a visit to both Yellowstone and Grand Teton National Parks, somewhere I had not been since I was six.
The skinned elbows from lying on the boardwalk were worth it for the shots I caught of the majesty of this country. I am still a little scared of falling off the path in Yellowstone, a fear garnered by park rangers telling my six-year-old self not to go off-path and fall into the springs that would eat me alive. This time around, I immensely enjoyed the blue skies and varied colors of the earth. My traveling companions sang along to my classic rock mixtape with the windows rolled down as we wandered through the winding roads of Yellowstone and Grand Teton.
Many places on earth compete for the title of God's Country, a place where it feels that heaven touches earth and His presence is almost tangible. The valleys and peaks of Montana and Wyoming are a strong contender for this label, with meandering streams flowing into reaching lakes and prismatic springs steaming into the skies.