Ok, fair warning, I’ve been on meds and stationary for a week with nothing to do but think and reflect. So, with that context in mind, here is my heart today. 😌
The beauty of acknowledging Jesus as God is that as I grow to understand him more, I understand myself and the world around me more. 
The Bible teaches that the fear of the Lord is the beginning of Wisdom. 
CS Lewis, the British novelist, poet, and academic at both Oxford and Cambridge Universities said that he believed in Christianity the same as he believed that the sun had risen over the eastern horizon, not only because he saw it in the sky but that because of it in the sky, he could clearly see everything else. 
We all have an innate longing for goodness and beauty in ourselves and in those around us. We desire cooperation and enjoyment within our families, communities, work places and the world as a whole. That is our true self; our intended existence. That is the “home” we are constantly seeking and never completely finding. 
We also live everyday under the unquestionable awareness of our failings and shortcomings. The subtle reminders are in every television program, commercial, song and sexual encounter. They provide us a glimpse of what we desire, while reminding us of what we don’t have. 
Jesus connects the two. His overwhelming goodness allows the brokenness of my heart to approach the godliness of his touch without pretending to have it all under control. 
I am broken but I am also intimately connected to perfection. 
I love living in Boulder, but it is unmistakably similar to every other city, it is full of people similar to everyone under the sun. 
People are broken and seeking peace. 
Fall on your face, acknowledge Him as King, repent of your sinfulness and allow him to reveal your true self. The identity you seek is found in the light of his glory.

“Why wilderness? Because we like the taste of freedom, because we like the smell of danger.” 
-Edward Abbey

I had a moment this trip when I was deep in the forest, off trail, following this amazing raging river of white water ripping down the side of the mountain and I knew there were moose nearby. I’m far from an adrenaline junkie, but nothing makes me feel more alive than encountering mighty things. It is in those moments when the veil of superiority and control is removed and the simplicity of existence becomes exhilarating. There in the quiet places, beauty overwhelms fear and the supernatural is clear. The light that sustains all life is awake and in me. This is why I hike. That is where I go.