Forgive me if this is a boring post, like when your grandparents pull out the family picture albums (packed with those ancient type of pictures you can actually hold in your hands), but I promised to share some pics from our anniversary trip, so this will be a bit jammed with a few of our digital memories. We fell in love with the people and the beauty of Canada. We discovered an incredible country to our north and hope to one day return.
For those of you who may be looking for a gorgeous vacation adventure, we spent most of our time in the Jasper National Forest in Alberta, Canada, traveling down to Banff for a day and exploring all along the way!
The turquoise waters melting from glaciers made us feel like we were walking through the magical land of Narnia. But if we could’ve put in a canoe to tackle the rushing waters, they would’ve actually taken us all the way to the Arctic Ocean! Instead of taking that trip, we decided to hike around the Athabasca Falls, and along some of the river’s edge, attempting to photograph every square inch of its beauty! (I still think we should’ve at least tried to make it to the Arctic.)
We hiked for three hours across the Columbia Glacier Icefields. I was determined to reach the large swath of blue ice that we could see in the distance. We trudged through deep snow drifts, the “trail” had long been lost under the fresh snow.
We passed this sign . . . that was only a suggestion, right?
We finally met another couple who had also ventured out into this winter wonderland (they were a few decades younger than us). Through thick French accents, they told us that they attempted to hike the Icefields for the past few days, but the weather prevented it. They gave me the disappointing news that we couldn’t actually reach the blue glacier I was headed for, the area was too dangerous to reach by foot this time of year. I tried. We came close! You can see the toe of the glacier, right above my head, just three more hours and we could’ve made it (unless we fell through a hidden crevasse)!
We spent the twilight hours at Lake Lorraine taking dozens of shots of the mountains reflected in the clear water. It is spectacular. This is one place I’d really like to return to, earlier in the day, and spend more time exploring (Bucket list item for sure!).
It was so much fun watching them push each other around and eyeball us a bit. They were just out for a stroll and we ran into them on our way to Maligne Lake. I confess, I was edging closer and closer to the herd (about ten rams in all) shooting several pics of them, when one decided to get a bit aggressive and start seriously head-butting a few of his buddies, right in front of me. At this point, my protective hubby insisted, quite strongly, for me to “Get back in the vehicle!”
He’s always having to pull me away from danger, I’m the risk taker, not him (wink and a smile).
We could’ve taken days to explore the wilderness around Moraine Lake. It is the largest glacially fed lake in the Canadian Rockies and is surrounded by towering mountains. The area is a protected Caribou habitat and there is no overnight lodging (unless you back pack with your tent—which I would love to return and do). The beauty here is stunning.
Throughout our hikes, several times we had to stop and just worship our Creator for His breathtaking handiwork. The artistry and grandeur was too great for us to move on without pausing to praise Him.
[box]“For you shall go out in joy and be led forth in peace; the mountains and the hills before you shall break forth into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.” (Isaiah 55:12)[/box]
[box]“Let heaven and earth praise him, the seas and everything that moves in them.” (Psalm 69:34)[/box]
[box]“Let the rivers clap their hands, Let the mountains sing together for joy . . .” (Psalm 98:8)[/box]
LeRoy and I never cease to be amazed at God’s goodness to us. This trip was a marker for us, we were celebrating God’s work in our marriage over the course of thirty-five years, but also the work He’s done in this past year through the writing of Men Who Love Fierce Women.
In my last post, I told you that we were “re-doing” our honeymoon in a sense, and even though we had only three days to play and explore, it was sweeter, more precious, and much more meaningful than our two-week honeymoon trip.
For those of you who are in the trenches, suffering and without hope, I want to assure you that God is able, He is able! I’m grateful for the power of the gospel, for the efficacy of His grace, for the transforming work of His Word and His Spirit. Don’t lose heart in your commitment to loving your spouse well. Don’t give up, ask Him to provide you with Spirit-empowered endurance and love. Ask Him to work supernaturally in leading you both to recognize areas of sin and wrongs that need to be confessed. Run to Christ to receive help.
Don’t give up—there is a future joy, grace, and love that He can provide for you and your spouse!