Pile of Stones

Markers along the path.
That others have been there before.
That this is a place on earth to remember.
That something of importance happened here.
Something worth remembering.

Old Testament people did this.
Jacob piled stones at Bethel. 'Surely the 'I AM' is in this place.'
Joshua piled Jordan's stones at Gilgal, so all the world would know that 'the hand of the Lord is powerful.'
To mark where God acted on behalf of His people.
To remember.

I personally think this is an excellent tradition.
Absolutely breath-takingly beautiful things happen to me.
I smile, and march forward.
Maybe say a 'thank you' first.
And take a picture.
But that's the extent of my mark.

Approaching Dunrobin Castle on a grassy path alongside the North Sea.
A pile of stones.

Makes me stop my march.
Look at them.
Someone thought this was a place to take notice of.
Why?