Monday, Brandon and I plus his two younger brothers went to the Grand Canyon. It was so huge. Way bigger than I ever thought it would be. God is an amazing artist. I took some pictures, but they didn’t do it justice. There’s no way you can fit that whole thing inside a frame.
That evening, we went to see Up Close & Personal. It was good.
Tuesday, we visited Sara’s family and rented Braveheart. I watched it up until the betrayal and then left with Brandon’s parents to attend a revival service down in Mesa. We praised the Lord and then I went up for prayer and was slain in the spirit. A nice time.
There was a beautiful girl there. She looked at me and I at her. Her eyes were endless, but then she looked away and left through a door. I followed. Our eyes met again. Then she drove away.
We ate at Applebee’s on the way home. I heard a couple my age behind me full of conversation and laughter. And I longed to simply find a girl I could talk to, to listen to, to laugh with. Then I watched our beautiful waitress, and I wondered the kind of happiness she had known.
I slept on the way home. It began to rain. It grew cold. And I awoke to find that it does snow in the desert.
This is a beautiful state. I am glad I came to visit. It has caused me to be so full of thought. I do love Banner Elk. Although it can be troublesome and stressful, it is my home for the moment. I thought about Sharon and her family. Yes, I thought about Laura.
It is nearly the ides of March. My fourth semester is half over.
Nothing gold can stay.