From the south Jersey shore to the Pocono Mountains… just a mere 5 hours and 190 miles apart and yet there is a world of difference. As we drove through New Jersey and into Pennsylvania the scenery changed, we are back in hill country shaking off the sands of the shore area.

We crossed the Delaware river and drove through the Delaware water gap taking in the river views and enjoying the small towns that we passed through. We wondered if the people here realize the beauty that surrounds them or have their senses been deadened by the sameness of it all. Does constant exposure to beautiful scenery render us blind to it or are we constantly renewed by its splendor?

We only know that we are awed by the diversity of this country… by the uniqueness of each town we drive through. We may take longer to get to where we are going, but we see so much more traveling the side roads and spending time at each stop. Evidence of reality of God is everywhere, in the sands of the beach, trees of the hills, the sidewalks of the small towns and the banks of the rivers. Slow down and really see… see His Glory.