When faced with the grandeur of God, how is it possible for me not to fall on my face in worship? In a photo such as this, I am reminded that the earth, though contaminated by sin, still bears witness to the glory of God. Every moment I walk out of my door is a moment of worship not because all of creation is to be worshipped but because God causes His goodness and glory to scream at me through His creation. The world around me is meant to cause me to enjoy God all the more.