A few weeks ago, Bob asked “one big question” that maybe was two.
“Where is your favorite spot, what is your favorite activity to seek God?”
I’m ready to answer the “activity” half of the question.
Drum roll.
And, here it is…
Being in the mountains.
Shocking, I know.
I am also aware that I’m cheating a little. Mountains are the spot. Reading is the activity. It is probably all just a matter of semantics, but here’s the way I see it. When I’m in the mountains, I am active. When I’m reading, I’m sitting in a spot. Ok, as always, I don’t need to justify myself. My blog. I do what I want.
I’m not entirely sure what it is about the mountains that draws me to them, but they have so often been the setting for seeking after God.
Maybe it is their sheer beauty.
Or the way the mountain air clears the mind.
Or the lessons learned about fear and trust.
But it is most certainly about the people with whom I find myself in the mountains, and in life, again and again. The people with whom I seek God… together.
More to come…