Mountain tops, you got to love them.
We all tend to want to breathe mountain-top air. Life seems better there. The view is tremendous and inspiring. "America the Beautiful" was written atop one.
I've been on a few. Pike's Peak was one of my favorites. My friends Louise and Debbie were shared their "Pike Peak" story. The train almost got to the top, suffered problems and backed all the way down. Yikes!
Never fear. They got the T-shirt, "Almost made it to the top of Pike's Peak."
The view from the top literally takes your breath away. Oxygen bars are available to refresh the lungs so the tourist can enjoy the scenery while continuing to breathe. Once there you inhale the gorgeous canvas of God's creation.
While atop the mountain, I was giddy, dizzy and struck by the majesty of it all. You could see for miles. The thought crossed my mind to pitch a tent a stay awhile. The winds were a little brisk and the cold dug down in my bones, but it was still exhilarating.
Mountain tops make you forget about things, maybe because the ol' brain is oxygen deprived. I know first hand humans are the only ones affected. That day I saw a canine respond to the freedom of mountain top excitement.
It was scary on so many levels. This big ol' hairy dog dashed past me with his leash dragging behind. He was almost as big as some people so I didn't think it prudent to grab Boo Boo. I didn't want to end my adventure by flying over the side if he didn't check up. If he decided to take the leap, it would have been more hazardous to my health than the lack of air.
Some big fellow grabbed Boo Boo. He was saved. Now, y'all, that'll preach.
One thing I noticed when going up the mountain, nothing grows above the ridge line. Secondly, we lose our mind. We are so taken by the beauty of it all, we let go of the Master's hand. We think we can rush headlong into whatever.
Growth doesn't happen if we are always on or in a high place. Struggles grow us and mature us. We need God. We depend on Him in the valleys or in the forest. We need to hold on to the Father who gently leads us. The Psalmist reminds us, "You are the God who does wonders."
Don't forget the wonders of His hand. Wait for His counsel. He will walk with you on the mountaintops, the valleys and the desert. Don't let go. You won't ever have to have a T-shirt, "I almost made it." He will walk with you, carry you and deliver you.
Now, that's a place I've pitched my tent.
Kandi Farris, a freelance corrspondent, also is a speaker on matters of faith and values.