This weekend we went mountain climbing.
We live in the Piedmont section of North Carolina, so I wasn't expecting too much. The land is really rather flat - no rolling hills in the distance, no beautiful ridges and mountains like I'm used to from my Pennsylvania home - so I was expecting, maybe, a big hill.
At first, that's what I got. We hiked up somebody's long driveway ...
then on a path through the woods ...
and then faced a huge pile of boulders with this scary message spray painted on the side.
What looked rather innocuous at first glance
was bigger than I thought
and for this flat land, the views were incredible.
We spent some time exploring the rock formations, too, because there were just so many of them.
The kids loved looking for caves and areas that could serve as shelter for someone desperate in a storm.
Of course, just hanging out was fun, too.
But there was nothing quite like standing on top of that amazing pile of rocks and looking out at all that God has created. It makes me wonder what He must think of us, as He looks out over us each day, so busy, going about our stuff, when this is out there. How often do we really see it?
PS - There used to be a house right there where my husband was standing. Can you imagine?
We feasted on sandwiches and fruit before heading back down the mountain. While our PB&J will soon be forgotten, the view from the tops of those rocks won't be. It was an amazing afternoon together - one I hope we can repeat soon.
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