Ode to Bedhead

Why I Live Here 

Mountains.
The rugged and rocky terrain.  The steep, jutted cliffs.

The streams and waterfalls
that carve white, ribbon-like paths down the mountain face.

The smell of pine sap.  The sound of river rapids.

The cooler temperatures at a higher elevation.

The closer I feel to God.

Something interesting happens while traversing mountain trails.  

I start to think about how small I am in the big, wide world

--but how significant I am, too.  

I count my blessings.  

I smile at the chipmunks.  

I don't mind the wind in my hair.  

I turn my face to the sun.

I think about climbing every mountain.

Why I Love Him

He is climbing mountains with me.