Mountain Grandeur
We had a wonderful service at church today which started with the hymn, “How Great Thou Art”. I started smiling as we finished the first verse and chorus and moved into the second verse, because that says in a nutshell what I truly feel when I’m staring into or up on the mountains:
When through the woods and forest glades I wander,
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees.
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And see the brook and feel the gentle breeze.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art.
Then sings my soul, my Savior God to thee,
How great thou art, how great thou art.
If you haven’t heard this wonderful song in a while, here’s a special version from someone most of you know:
As I listen to the song, look back over the pictures, and remember the incredible serenity I felt on the top of those hills, I can’t help but praise our Creator and thank Him for giving me that peace this weekend. I went from that serenity to a wonderful worship experience at church today. And I went from church to a relaxing yet strenuous 4 mile walk with Denise, staring into the mountains the entire time, listening to Il Divo on my iPod, and feeling that gentle breeze that is seemingly always present in the foothills of the Rockies.
This was one of those weekends I constantly yearn for. I had my priorities right. I focused on all those things that are important to me in my life, with a priority on family and faith this weekend. And I feel relaxed and revived now.
I want to capture this…it happens way too rarely for me!