Lake Tekapo, New Zealand
New Zealand is stunning. I keep thinking to myself that if God has a favourite place on earth, this might be it. Stunning Southern Alps arranged in a circle, with the ice blue lake in the middle, just enough shimmer on it from the sun for it to sparkle, but not too much for it to lose its radiant blue. In the distance there is a mist hovering over the water.
The mountains bow down to you, oh Lord. And they do here in New Zealand. I was singing loudly to Hillsong, “We declare the glory of your name…reign in all the earth, Jesus,” normally I would change that, but I knew the mountains and the trees and rocks were crying out to you, too.