"I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills"

What is it about mountains? They are deep within my soul...the high places of earth.

When I see them, travel in them, live even for a little while in them, I am lifted up. My eyes and spirit drink in their power. I am refreshed, as the stresses of traffic and noise and crowds and worries vanish.

It's been a week since I visited with my son Travis in northern Colorado, traveling the back roads, smelling the trees, gazing on the towering peaks of the Rocky Mountains. 
I eagerly seek them on the horizon, and marvel at the constant change in shape and light as I get closer. 

Once in them you notice the large and small...the bark of a Ponderosa pine, the infinity of shapes and colors of rock, the breeze in the fir, the last few aspen leaves clinging to branches, the first snow in the high country and on the peaks, the silver glint of the sun on the water of a trout stream. 
Scripture comes to mind effortlessly.  "When peace like a river... ."