Cornerstone Column
In case you don't get a chance to read the Cornerstone, here is an article I wrote for this week:
I am writing this column as I sit beneath a plastic tarp I have fashioned into a lean-to. It is supported by an old pine tree on the side of a hill, overlooking a ridge so high that it has blocked the sun for most of the morning. I sit alone in my tarp as part of my two nights solo in the wilderness that draws to a close two weeks of a course called Adventure in Wilderness and Spirituality. Over the last two weeks I have walked across a wire 30 feet in the air, rappelled down the face of cliff and climbed a sheer rock face. I have hidden under pine trees to escape a hailstorm, carried a 40 pound pack across a 12,000 foot mountain pass and seen beauty that cannot be captured in word or photograph.
As I sit here listening to the sound of a mountain stream and the hundreds of creatures whose home I am visiting my heart wants to burst with love for my creator. In the midst of the wilderness I feel simultaneously totally insignificant and overwhelmingly blessed.
The time I have shared with 6 students, 2 pastors, our professor and guides will be with me all of my days. There are so many different ways in which we may experience the divine and each of us may be more drawn to one than the other. Some may most feel the presence of God in the words and music of Sunday worship, others in the fellowship of friends and family. Some may feel God right beside them hammering nails into wood that will someday make the home for a family looking to make a fresh start and others may find the peace and grace of God in the stillness and solitude of the wilderness. I hope you will consider where you feel closest to the divine and find some time to spend there.
will
I am writing this column as I sit beneath a plastic tarp I have fashioned into a lean-to. It is supported by an old pine tree on the side of a hill, overlooking a ridge so high that it has blocked the sun for most of the morning. I sit alone in my tarp as part of my two nights solo in the wilderness that draws to a close two weeks of a course called Adventure in Wilderness and Spirituality. Over the last two weeks I have walked across a wire 30 feet in the air, rappelled down the face of cliff and climbed a sheer rock face. I have hidden under pine trees to escape a hailstorm, carried a 40 pound pack across a 12,000 foot mountain pass and seen beauty that cannot be captured in word or photograph.
As I sit here listening to the sound of a mountain stream and the hundreds of creatures whose home I am visiting my heart wants to burst with love for my creator. In the midst of the wilderness I feel simultaneously totally insignificant and overwhelmingly blessed.
The time I have shared with 6 students, 2 pastors, our professor and guides will be with me all of my days. There are so many different ways in which we may experience the divine and each of us may be more drawn to one than the other. Some may most feel the presence of God in the words and music of Sunday worship, others in the fellowship of friends and family. Some may feel God right beside them hammering nails into wood that will someday make the home for a family looking to make a fresh start and others may find the peace and grace of God in the stillness and solitude of the wilderness. I hope you will consider where you feel closest to the divine and find some time to spend there.
will
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