Psalm 121:1-2 I lift my eyes to the mountains - where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.
Ever since we spent our honeymoon there in April 2005, Danny and I have faithfully returned to the Nantahala Mountains in North Carolina for our vacations. We usually visit in April for our anniversary (this year, we went over the February break to take the boys skiing) and over Thanksgiving in lieu of giving each other Christmas gifts. We have enjoyed delightful stays in a number of different luxury log cabins - my idea of "roughing it" - and, while each experience created unique memories for us, there has always been one constant: the indescribable peace found in these ancient mountains.
In the Nantahalas, Danny and I share in days literally filled with mountain-top moments. We never tire of watching the play of the sun and clouds across the majestic vistas during the day or standing outdoors at night to view the myriad of stars that city lights conceal. We are at once awed, humbled and comforted by the infinite glory of God's creation surrounding us. His presence is palpable in His handiwork and in us as He rejuvenates and reconnects us to Him and to one another. Our time of recreation is truly one of RE-creation! By the time our bittersweet departure day arrives, we are enabled to return to our valleys, counting our blessings, knowing that the Lord is with us through it all.
When you find yourself walking in a valley of shadow, sadness, fear, or doubt, can you lift your eyes to the mountains? Can you persevere through trials and tribulations knowing that your help, your salvation, comes from the Lord who loves you without measure? If you are slogging your way through a seemingly hopeless valley right now, know that Jesus is with you every step of the way. Place your hand in His. Trust Him. Let Him guide you, help you, heal you. In Him, find the tranquility of the mountain top amidst life's stormy seas.
Ever since we spent our honeymoon there in April 2005, Danny and I have faithfully returned to the Nantahala Mountains in North Carolina for our vacations. We usually visit in April for our anniversary (this year, we went over the February break to take the boys skiing) and over Thanksgiving in lieu of giving each other Christmas gifts. We have enjoyed delightful stays in a number of different luxury log cabins - my idea of "roughing it" - and, while each experience created unique memories for us, there has always been one constant: the indescribable peace found in these ancient mountains.
In the Nantahalas, Danny and I share in days literally filled with mountain-top moments. We never tire of watching the play of the sun and clouds across the majestic vistas during the day or standing outdoors at night to view the myriad of stars that city lights conceal. We are at once awed, humbled and comforted by the infinite glory of God's creation surrounding us. His presence is palpable in His handiwork and in us as He rejuvenates and reconnects us to Him and to one another. Our time of recreation is truly one of RE-creation! By the time our bittersweet departure day arrives, we are enabled to return to our valleys, counting our blessings, knowing that the Lord is with us through it all.
When you find yourself walking in a valley of shadow, sadness, fear, or doubt, can you lift your eyes to the mountains? Can you persevere through trials and tribulations knowing that your help, your salvation, comes from the Lord who loves you without measure? If you are slogging your way through a seemingly hopeless valley right now, know that Jesus is with you every step of the way. Place your hand in His. Trust Him. Let Him guide you, help you, heal you. In Him, find the tranquility of the mountain top amidst life's stormy seas.
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