not my photo - borrowed from the internet - it is impressive in size, shape, and colour
This World of Ours Is Old
Looking at the conglomerate rock just below and to the left of Elijah (to the right looking at the photo) you can easily see that it is composed of many smaller weathered rocks of all sizes and compositions. And 'Now' when I am taking the photograph this conglomerate has itself been broken off some huge strata and is being weathered in turn and may possibly one day in the far future become part of another conglomerate. Imagine the countless days that pass to take a rough angular fracture of rock and irregularly smooth it down - hundreds of years to get it down to the marble size of some of those embedded pebbles that surround the vaguely foot shaped rock that I have narrowed down on in the bottom photo. Then these rocks as they lay are covered by geologic upheavals so that pressure and the resulting heat wields them all together - and again try to imagine how long these photographed chunks of rock will have to lay here until they end up deep in the new crust of the earth, the lava flows (as visible in the foot shape rock where the quartz has been secondarily squeezed into cracks of the larger mass) that will intrude in fiery fury.
Here in front of us the clock of the ages shows us the results of millions of years of renewal and weathering and renewal and weathering. And in my short life of 80 years this rock has been laying here almost without change waiting for this photograph and this wonder of existence beyond calculation.
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