Hiking an unfamiliar trail is like making a new friend. Each turn brings an experience of knowing. Hiking a familiar trial is like catching up with an old friend. Both bring solace to this weary soul of mine. Today I hiked a new trail. Most of it was a steady but not taxing incline. Up, up we headed until we were at the highest point around. It was our group’s day of silence so the three of us hiked in total silence which allowed each of us to hear the flapping of the ravens’ wings. It was heavenly.
On many hikes, the views come and go, not unlike God. It is sometimes easier to feel God’s presence than at others; it just is. Aptly named Chimney Rocks, the view at the top was spectacular. God’s creation arrived in full glory. We could almost touch the rocks. It reminded me of hiking the trails of Mt. Rainier where you can get close enough to feel as though you can reach out and embrace the mountain. I am falling in love with the rugged nature of this landscape. The story of Moses climbing Mt. Sinai takes on a whole different meaning.
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