I love living here in North Carolina! Our state offers beaches and mountains, and I love both. Maybe you have a preference, but I see the majesty of God revealed in both of them!

Throughout the month of August, we’ll be focusing on the heights and what they may teach us about our faith.

In NC we have the Blue Ridge Mountains, also called “The Great Smokies”, because of the hazy clouds that often float across their faces. Here’s a great way to visualize them:

They roll across the heavens like great gray and white sails, suspended on masks held up by the wind. Bolts of white line fire collide with the earth, forming a flag’s insignia against the sky. With a tropical force, lines of pouring rain shower waves against the mountain slopes. Gradually that cuts against the blue sky, the canyon walls and gorges give themselves up to continual harassment. It is a test of wills. The powers of nature challenge the masses of earthen forms. Wind and water pressures the fortified walls in assault after assault for control over strongholds of forest and stone. Year after year, day after day it is a battle with the mountains as they yield their shapes to the forces of change. It is the hand of nature demanding submission from marble, granite, and crystal. Years take their toll and yet have shaped a beauty that gives strength and renewal in their presence.
(Adapted from the original poem, The Hands of Time, author unknown)

The reshaping of the mountains takes time, as do our lives in this spiritual journey. I hope that you’ll enjoy these next few weeks, enjoy the view from the “summits” we visit, and that you’ll find yourself moved by the glorious power of God!