Standing at the bottom at the Boiling Pot, being peppered with the mist of the Falls, brought tears to my eyes. (I'm pretty sure those were tears. I'm not entirely sure because my face already had drops of water rolling off of it from the Falls.) Every day I am met with new understanding of God's creation that takes my breath away. But there, at the bottom of the Falls, I think my heart stopped beating as I took in swirling water, the majestic mist, the beautiful rock walls surrounding us.
But that wasn't it! After an exhausting hike back up, our team made it's way to the top of the Falls. The closer we got, the more deafening the roar was. Now, as I look back, I realize that it was praise. It wasn't just the noise the the waterfall makes. It's so much more than that. The loud crashing of the powerful water is a response to God. God created the waterfall and in reply, the waterfall acknowledges the Creator by shouting it's praises. You may think that's very Anne of Green Gables of me, but it's biblical! Psalm 98:8 says "Let the rivers clap their hands, let the mountains sing together for joy." Creation can and will sing God's praise. Why shouldn't it?
God moved in my life in many different ways while in Zambia, but none compare to the awe-inspiring moments at Victoria Falls, where I heard creation praise my Heavenly Father. Nothing will ever compare to that. I walked away from the Falls not only drenched with the water, but also drenched with the presence of God.