The below post is actually an email that I sent to a friend of mine, it is in two parts and I'm going to post the second part as well, but you might, if you're reading this, have read the other part first, that is ok by me.
This is only a half of a coherent thought, and I"m in a rush, and I'm not sure why it hit me that I needed to send it now, but here goes. I've been hiking a lot since I took over this job. It's hard not to when I can walk out my front door, look left OR right and have 1000 ft climb just waiting for me. It's one of the advantages of being down in a hole, the view of the mountains is quite glorious. This week I've met a lot of great people and one of the questions that I ask almost anyone is if they like to hike around the hills or not. I was suprised to hear that many of them did not. It's a pretty enough view, but when I was up behind my house on about a 4000ft 'hill' I could see for miles. The view was spectacular. I felt a little sad for the people that never climb up there to take a look. It's like my own walk with Christ. I was comfortable just looking a Jesus and doing my own thing for so long that I missed out on what could be there if I started walking toward him. I get closer all the time, climb hills all the time, get to the top of the next ridge only to discover that further on there is a higher hill that is just out of reach. I know more and more about Jesus all the time, but there is always more to see. It won't be until I reach the end of life on this Earth that I will really get to see all there is to see. That is the pinnacle of this life, death. With death, we get to see God, Jesus, family, mother Teresa, whomever it is you desire to see, and they will love you. Some of this just spewed onto the page, but I think it worked out ok.
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