The Grand Canyon. The first time I saw this amazing natural wonder, I found it hard to believe. My first thought was, This is a painting.

Our minds struggle to process a phenomenon so vast.  Up to 18 miles wide and a mile deep, the Grand Canyon challenges our reality. We cannot touch more than a fraction of its significance at a given time. Five million people come to stand at the edge of its majesty. A few climb down inside and cross the Colorado River to ascend the opposite rim.

The few have a better feel for the bigness of the canyon than most of us.

Size matters more for those who stand on the edge, than for those who enter in.

So, I’m thinking, what’s the point? Why a Grand Canyon? Glacial cut in solid rock revealing a million years of erosive power? Or the recession of floodwaters that covered the earth’s surface, in much less time? The leftovers of evolution’s geographical mutation? Or a Divine reminder of man’s sinful nature?

It’s a question worth pondering.

Both answers mean we are nothing. Simply, human fodder.

Evolutionist and Creationist can argue the answers, never coming to a common conclusion. It’s a worldview issue. Where I start is where I end.

But a life worth living suggests a choice. Stand on the edge and look into majesty. Or enter into it.