Friday, I was blessed enough to go to one of those places.
Old Town Annecy is like a place right off of a post card, but pictures cannot do it justice. I will try to give you a glimpse though...
I really like French cheese.
Hundred year old shops, houses and buildings line the cobblestone streets.
Did I mention there is a Canal that runs along the streets?
The canal splits down the middle and goes around an old prison. I don't think I would mind being locked up here...
The canal opens up to a beautiful lake with the mountains in the background.
I guess the thing I like about walking in places like this is thinking about the lives of the people who have walked there years ago. It reminds me that nothing is eternal. The houses and streets have changed over time (though in some places it doesn't look like it), and the people are long gone. The life that they lived may not even be remembered, but their souls are living for all of eternity in either heaven or hell. This world is not my home, heaven is. I want my life on earth to be spent praising and glorifying my creator, and I want my eternity to be spent the same way. God created this beautiful earth for his own glory. Praise God for the marvelous things He has done!
Perceptive, Megan. It's so good that you have been trained to look for things, to make connections, and to be over all, impressed with what God has and is doing! Love you!
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