blue skies, white snow.

I've seen blue skies and white snow too many times to count. I have hundreds of pictures (and even drone footage) that I've taken, that I can access any time, in addition to a seemingly infinite number of similar photos online. 

But, this morning, I couldn't stop staring at those blue skies and white snow. On my run, I did everything I could to soak in the view. 

There are lots of people with pictures of God. They'll happily share them. 
There are lots of people with memories of God. They'll tell you about them. 
There are books with words about God. You can read them. 

Compared to the actual experience of God, they really don't matter at all. 

I often feel like we've lost that truth.