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May 24, 1955

May 24, 1955

Dear Diary,

Today was a special day. Sister Mary Claire and I had the day off and decided to take a little road trip. Along the way, we saw this huge rock in the cornfield and couldn't resist stopping to take a closer look. A friendly farmer was fixing the fence nearby and kindly offered to take our picture with my sister's new Rolleiflex camera. I sure hope it turns out well!

My sister explained that rocks like these appear on the Iowa landscape because they were pushed down thousands of years ago from Canada by massive glaciers, which were over a mile tall. When the glaciers melted, they left behind these giant rocks. Sister Mary Claire hoped the farmer would leave the rock where it was, as a testament to time and creation from so long ago.

She also shared with me that the days of creation are not the days of men, but of Him who is eternal, and to whom ages are as minutes. This incalculable duration is a testimony to the infinity of His life. The days of creation are not marked by successive periods but overlap and run into one another. Sister reminded me that this rock, even though it had been sitting there for perhaps 10,000 years, was only a very recent addition in the grand scheme of geological history. She told me that Iowa was once under a vast ocean, which made me think about how amazing and ancient God's creation truly is.

We ended the evening back home with Tom and Judy. Judy had made this wonderful chicken pot pie, which was absolutely delicious. After dinner, my sister and I retired to the Inner Court wagon. I wrote this little prayer, and we said it together:

Dear Jesus, thank You for the beauty and wonder of Your creation that we experienced today. Help us to always appreciate the marvels of Your world and the wisdom of Your eternal plan. May we remember that everything in this world, no matter how ancient, is a part of Your grand design. Keep us mindful of Your presence in all things and guide us to live our lives in gratitude and reverence. Amen.

Love,
Kathy


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