I lift up my eyes to the hills—
from where will my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth. – Psalm 121
It’s good to be back home… and to see some more progress in the kitchen renovations; but the beauty and the peace of the mountains is still working on my soul. Montreat is one of those “thin places,” a location where it seems that time and eternity pretty much merge, where the spiritual and the physical almost become one, and where the truth about God and the facts about this world are mostly one and the same.
Or, as my friend Steve said recently, “God has a cabin in North Carolina.”
So Rebekah and I – we had been staying in our friend Sandee’s beautiful Black Mountain home – took our leave by enjoying a long breakfast together on her front porch, followed by more coffee (and the deliberate breathing-in of mountain air), followed by a slow walk designed to take in the views.
Then, like the psalmist who also enjoyed looking into the hills, we affirmed to one another that, beautiful as the mountains are, it is God who is the source of our peace, the foundation of our confidence, and the substance of our hope for the future.
The retirement-planning seminar was extremely informative, and we will be implementing a series of practical steps designed to pave the way for the future. But, and this is a crucial and unwavering observation, “Our help is in the name of the Lord, who made heaven and earth.” (Psalm 124)
It is God who is the source of our peace, the foundation of our confidence, and the substance of our hope for the future.
Peace and blessings – DEREK