Finding God in nature

I always seem to write about politics, but today I will talk about the things in nature that I admire.
For those who don’t know me I have always loved traveling, because I believe that it enriches me, by being exposed to other cultures, their customs, food, language, etc.
I always remember being in Dubrovnik, in what was then Yugoslavia and today is Croatia, and walk into a small restaurant where locals would eat, and nobody spoke any other language but Yugoslavian, so we had to point at the food, without knowing what it was. That for me is an enriching experience, trying to get ourselves understood even though we could not understand their languages, nor they could understand us.
But today I will talk about the places that I think that nature is at its most spectacular, dramatic, where no adjectives, comments can express what we are viewing , and possibly feeling. These are the places where I find that God reveals himself the most, where his hand is everywhere.
They are in no particular order:
1. The Grand Canyon.
2. The glaciers in Argentina.

When our family arrived in a town called El Calafate, the closest town to the glaciers, almost the most southern place in the province of Santa Cruz (Saint Cross), in Argentina, we were not prepared to what we were about to see.
As we arrived at one of the glaciers that’s called Perito Moreno, in remembrance of one of Argentina’s biggest explorers, there is a panoramic point with a viewing area.
While standing there the silence is deafening. The only thing you hear is just the noise of the glacier squeaking, like it would be cracking, although you hardly see pieces falling. What you actually here is just the movement of the ice, the pressure of its thousands of pieces moving, although slowly, forward. The advance of the glacier is possibly a few inches a day at most.
The view from this panoramic place is fantastic because the glacier is around 10 miles deep, between the mountains, and you can compare the white of the peaks to the light blue of the glacier. The sun plays games with the reflection on the ice, which makes it more spectacular, more amazing.
The Grand Canyon. What can I say about the Grand Canyon that has not already been said. That the pictures don’t do any justice to what the eye can take. That it is majestic, awesome, indescribable. And still I haven’t said anything different than anybody else. My daughter said the same thing that we did when we went there the first time: “it is much bigger than what I thought or imagined”. I remember the first time we were there, with my mother in law, no kids, and we got to the cliff right after sunset, in a period known as twilight. The reflections of the light on the many layers of rock that make the Grand Canyon were truly amazing. I also remember the three of us with our mouths wide open, admiring the view.
The reason I took the time to write about these two places today is because what I felt standing there is a list of emotions going through me. The strongest one is emotion, feeling moved, tears running down my face. And any time I think of these two places I feel the same emotion. For me they are the closest places to my creator. They are the images of heaven.