Sometimes there are issues that crop up in my life that seem so huge. They are all I can see, and no matter where I look, they seem to be there, looming over me, like a seemingly infinite storm-filled sky. From horizon to horizon they fill my world, and although I’m ashamed to admit it, in times like these, the problems and I become my primary focus. They seem to make everything and everyone else fall to the bottom of the ladder of priority.

They seem, in a word: vast.

Before I left on this road trip, I had been schlepping along in such a gloomy place. It had enveloped me for some time, and had taken over my thought life and effected my spiritual life. It had made itself the axis on which my world turned, and I was just beginning to come out of the cloud and see it for what it really was. I knew I needed a change in perspective.

Along came yesterday. And this:

My first glimpse of the Grand Canyon. I’d heard about it all my life, but nothing prepared me for the reality of it.


And it was created by an even bigger God, who holds me in the palm of His hand.

And in a moment, I got the shift in perspective I needed.

You’re my salvation—my vast, granite fortress. Psalm 71:3 MSG