Here are some questions that have been asked Park Rangers around the country:
Grand Canyon National Park
Was this man-made?
Do you light it up at night?
I bought tickets for the elevator to the bottom -- where is it?
Is the mule train air conditioned?
So where are the faces of the presidents?
Everglades National Park
Are the alligators real?
Are the baby alligators for sale?
Where are all the rides?
What time does the two o'clock bus leave?
Denali National Park (Alaska)
How much does Mount McKinley weigh?
Mesa Verde National Park
Did people build this, or did Indians?
Why did they build the ruins so close to the road?
Do you know of any undiscovered ruins?
Carlsbad Caverns National Park
How much of the cave is underground?
So what's in the unexplored part of the cave?
Does it ever rain in here?
How many Ping-Pong balls would it take to fill this up?
So what is this -- just a hole in the ground?
Yellowstone National Park
Does Old Faithful erupt at night?
How do you turn it on?
When does the guy who turns it on get to sleep?
We had no trouble finding the park entrances, but where are the exits?
People are amazing, aren't they? Teachers told me in school,
"There's no such thing as a stupid question", but I think some folks
have worked overtime to prove they were wrong. In my opinion, the "most
stupid" question though, has to be that first question asked of the
Grand Canyon, "Is it man-made?"
I have asked some stupid questions over my life, but never once
have I looked at the beauty of the Appalachian Mountains and the
grandeur of the Rocky Mountains and wondered, "Is it man-made?" Never
once have I watched the waves crash on the shores of the Atlantic and
Pacific Oceans, looked out over the water as it meets the horizon and
wondered, "Is it man-made?" Never once have I gazed up at the stars and
the moon and the planets at night and wondered, "Is it man-made?"
The beauty of this universe virtually shouts out in praise of its
Creator!
"The heavens declare the glory of God; and the firmament shows His
handiwork. Day unto day utters speech, and night unto night reveals
knowledge. There is no speech nor language where their voice is not
heard." (Psalm 19:1-3)
Thank you, Lord, for the beauty of this world which is infinitely
greater than those things we humans are able to build.
take time today to admire God's beauty that is all around you.
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