I can't wait to get back to Switzerland this summer. To me, the alps have always been romantic and practical at the same time. Down in the valley there are restaurants and banks and bakeries. Up here, the only time that exists is that marked by the ever-changing shadows as the sun begins to set. Henry David Thoreau once said, "The highest point of a man's journey is not the summit he stands upon but the view within that he gains from it." Whenever I climb I rediscover who I am, made pure and simple again. As I leave the summit behind and return to civilization, I promise myself that I will keep this simple rhythm going forward.
Tomorrow there will be another peak to climb. Tonight there is only gratitude to the One who created the mountains.
