I recently went on a trip to Meteora. You haven't heard of Meteora? I'm not too surprised, I hadn't heard of it until I came to Europe. Meteora is one of the most stunning sites I have ever visited. It is listed as a "holy place" and I can see why. Amid the mountains of Greece, gigantic rock formations jut out of the ground and seemingly straight into the sky. I was completely awestruck driving through the mountains, in and out through visible proof of God's majesty. It was phenomenal. On top of some of these enormous stone pillars are monasteries and nunneries. They were built on these precarious perches so invaders would not be able to reach them. I had an amazing time climbing on rocks and staring down into space.
As amazing as these natural wonders were, I found one thing more incredible: the people that lived among these breathtaking bluffs referred to them simply as "those rocks." They had lived among this majesty so long that it had become less breathtaking, less awe-inspiring, less majestic. It reminds me of what happens to some that grow up in the church. We grow hearing the accounts of the power and majesty of God, but they become so familiar that they lose their power. When we treat God as something commonplace, something so familiar, we run the risk of Him becoming "just God." Sometimes we need to take a step back and remember that the God who is our friend and Father is the God who spoke a word and created light, who stretched out His hand and calmed the sea. We need to sit and revel in His majesty every once in awhile, because it's only when we take a moment to wonder that rocks can become mountains again.
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