Pikes Peak's tug

Good Golly, I just realized that it has been over a month since I last blogged (excluding the one that I did earlier today). Anyway, I thought that I would make a statement on a mountain that has had a great place in my life. As I was back in Colorado again for the first time in 2 years, I constantly felt a quick tug on my heart every time I saw Pikes Peak. It is a beautiful mountain. With the reality that I was born at the foot of it, and constantly looked at it, it took a great roll in my life as there were days that it stood clear and brilliant, and days that I could not see it as it was hidden behind clouds. Pikes Peak has always had a symbolic place in my relationship with God as He is a God who is always there, and I can always know that, but there will be days when I will not be able to "see" Him. However, I can rest assured that He is there, and when the storm passes, or I change my line of sight, I will again see Him in unbelievable brilliance and majesty. This has been a powerful story in my life...I look to the mountains, where does my hope come from? It comes from you, the maker of heaven and earth...of Pikes Peak.