A few weeks ago, my friends and I booked a tour of the Grand Canyon. When we woke up on the morning of our tour, it was raining in Phoenix. We didn’t care. We were excited! We were going to see the Grand Canyon! We hurried down to the hotel lobby to wait for tour guide to pick us up. When the front desk staff heard we were going to the Grand Canyon, they apologized for the rain. “It rains in Phoenix only about every four months and we are so sorry it’s raining today!” they said. We said, “It’s okay; we’re going to see the Grand Canyon!” When our guide Scott picked us up, he apologized for the rain. We said, “It’s okay; we’re going to see the Grand Canyon!”
Our first stop was in Sedona at Bell Rock, a magnificent red butte reaching about 5,000 feet high. As we were buying snacks for the road, the lady at the counter asked us if we were going to the Canyon. We promptly said, “Yes!” to which she said, “I’m so sorry it’s raining today! It rarely rains around here. Yesterday was so beautiful. You should have come yesterday.” We said, “It’s okay; we’re going to see the Grand Canyon!” We took pictures under umbrellas at Bell Rock then got back into the van to travel to the Grand Canyon.
We entered Grand Canyon National Park. A couple with us asked Scott to make a quick unscheduled stop. We got out of the van and took some quick pictures of the area. Yes, it was still raining. We returned to the van and Scott told us he was taking us to our first scheduled stop, the Watchtower, a 70-foot-high stone building located on the South Rim of the Grand Canyon. He apologized again for the rain. Scott parked the van in the parking lot near to the Watchtower. We got out. The cloudbank was so thick we couldn’t see the immense stone tower. I caught a slight glimpse of it once as Scott walked us down to it. He, shook his head and said, “I don’t think we’re going to see much today, ladies.” Then Scott stopped and pointed. We still couldn’t see the tower because of the clouds. Then he said, “Here it is.” When he spoke, the rain stopped, the clouds parted and we saw the Grand Canyon! It did not rain for the rest of the day. We enjoyed in the sunshine and saw all kinds of canyon wildlife and vegetation.
This post is not about the magnificence of God reflected in the Grand Canyon. This post is about seeing the magnificent power of God. We saw God suddenly stop the rain and blow away a dense cloudbank at the exact moment we reached the canyon’s edge. Every time I think about that moment, I’m awe-struck and overwhelmed with tears. I imagine this is how the Israelites must have felt when they saw God divide the Red Sea, a body of water over 190 miles wide and 8,200 feet deep, exposing the dry land underneath it. They too had to be awe-struck and overwhelmed at the sight of God’s might as they walked through two towering walls of water to the other side. How humbled they had to feel knowing that the Creator of all was taking care of their personal need to escape Egyptian slavery and Pharaoh (Exodus 14).
This post is about seeing God’s love for His people. Visiting the Grand Canyon is not necessarily designed to better your relationship with God. But God loved us so much that He wanted to give us exceptional memories of our visit to the Grand Canyon and cleared the skies for us. It reminds me that God is concerned about and wants to be part of all the stuff in our lives, the big, the small and the “un-spiritual.”
About the author: Sharman J. Monroe, Esq. is an entrepreneur, and the manager and contributor to the blog, Anointed Women in Christ Blog (www.awicblog.com). This post originally appeared on the blog, with pictures of the trip, in January 2015. She is also the author of the book, “The Plan A Way To Success,” based upon Jeremiah 29:11 and Romans 12:1.