Ireland: Cliffs of Moher

“For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities – his eternal power and divine nature – have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.”

“The heavens declare the Glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.”

When I look back at our day spent at the Cliffs of Moher, these quotes from the Bible are what come to my mind. Over the years, I’ve come to learn that I can’t not see God in places like this. He is real, He is there, and it’s apparent to me. I am reminded of how small I am and just how massive He is. The Cliffs of Moher were awe-inspiring, and were God’s way of touching a part of me that He and I share – creativity. I love being creative, making things look beautiful and raw. It’s an activity that recharges me and I know I am embracing the way God created me when I engage in those things, whether it’s photography, the presentation of my food, or even something as simple as wrapping a gift with special paper or bags. Some view those with picture perfect homes or whatever it may be, and might assume their intentions are coming from something else – maybe pressure to perform for others. But I know for myself, when I am putting the thought and time into making things “pretty” it’s because I am fulfilling a characteristic of myself that was intentionally woven into the fabric of my being  – it actually brings me joy to be creative in big or small things…things that maybe don’t matter to others. That’s one area where God and I meet: in the moments when I spend the extra time (or hours) making something beautiful, or the moments where I get to enjoy His beautiful works. The Cliffs of Moher were just that. These photographs will always serve as a reminder of His power and majesty through his creative hands. He is the ultimate artist. Chase and I spent our slow morning at Cupan Tae in Galway, then grabbed a to-go lunch and drove to the cliffs. We got there a little before lunch and walked the trail to one end, plopped down on the velvety emerald grass to enjoy our lunch break, and spent the afternoon there. We sat, admired the scenery, and took photos, making sure to allow plenty of time to relax and be present. The weather was beautiful, and the slightest cloud coverage came just in time for me to snap a shot of the cliffs from our personal picnic spot. Chase also wanted to venture down that end of the cliffs, towards the water (but not all the way down!), to snap some photos on his phone – something I was more than happy to opt out of. But I did grab a shot of him down the edge a bit, because he always has at least one daring moment when we travel. I always tell him if he dies doing something like that and not on duty I’ll be pissed; I say it jokingly, but I’m serious. His job already comes with danger, we don’t need to add anymore risk! But that’s him being who he is, so I like to capture it on camera. After spending quite a while at one end, we ventured to the other end of the cliffs, leisurely walking the trails and making little pauses along the way so Chase could sit on the edge, because as we all know, he is crazy like that.

Who am I kidding, I stood by the edge too.

I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: my Hunter boots were a necessity here and easily worn almost everyday. I’m sure you are wondering how it’s comfortable trekking in clunky rain boots with all the places we’ve explored so far. We did a good chunk of walking, but the beauty of a rental car is that you are free to explore at your own pace, without having to stress about making train or plane times. This country gets a lot of rain, so it is frequently wet and sometimes saturated with muddy areas. Sneakers wouldn’t cut it in the countryside, which is where we spent a good chunk of time.

Our trip to Ireland was planned with the intention that our time wouldn’t be spent caught up in the hustle and bustle of “we have to see everything.” It was meant for pure enjoyment. Too often we hear people say that they need a vacation after their vacation (we’ve said that ourselves). Before we started the planning process, we both agreed that this would not be one of those “vacations.” We sometimes designated hours to just one spot, drove at our own pace, and if we felt the need to stop, slow down, or even sleep, we did it – without the fear that we would be missing out on something. Not cramming our days was the best decision we could’ve made, because we left satisfied and grateful for the opportunity to enjoy this time spent together. As well as the energy to experience a week of Italy immediately after. We finished off the evening driving back to Galway so we could grab some grub and enjoy the rest of our night in the glimmering lights of the city. Like most nights, we went to bed at a somewhat decent time so we could wake up refreshed and ready for the next day’s adventures. Our heads hit the pillow and we spent just a few minutes having pillow talk before we both drifted into a restful sleep for the night.

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