My friend Grace and I have been talking about sunrise hikes for a while now. A couple weeks ago we discovered that we both are enamored of sunrises, sunsets, and anything involving the sky in general. For me, it is where I often see God the greatest – in the vastness of an open sky which he so meticulously paints for me day after day. When I am feeling most lost, it is those moments, beneath the sea of clouds or stars that I find myself saturating in His presence.
We left Pullman at 5:30 a.m. and headed out on a two hour road trip to one of the Palouse’s greatest beauties: Palouse Falls. We were chasing the sunrise – desperate for a glimpse at the moment the sun broke through the clouds into a show of lights and glory. Instead we were met with ever changing shades of gray.
Praise Jesus for early mornings, even when they’re hard.
Wonderlust 
