Hiking for Fun

Some days just contain a dull feeling.  The coffee seemed to lack luster, the sky was overcast, dinner was something I'd never experienced before.  Actually that just made me laugh.  Dinner consisted of Hebrew Nationals and Costco pre-made red potatoes.  Now I'm really laughing.  No wonder. 

No agenda today.  Just hung out for the most part.  We had some plans but we did something that happens frequently, nothing seemed too exciting.  We did, however, take a little walk on a really nice trail at the top of Etna Summit.  On our way to the top of the mountain, it was raining.  The rain was constant and smelled like summertime freshness.  Nothing like rain on a hot summer day to cool off pavement, freshen up dirt roads and make the trees sing. 

We went about a mile and stopped and sat on a rock outcropping.  Sitting on what seemed like the edge of the world, the wind coming into us, pushing back our hair, biting at our rain stained shirts, felt exhilarating.  Every time I glanced down the hill, my stomach would flip as if to keep me off the edge.  We talked of plans we think we'd like to make happen, of things we wish had not happened, and of the vastness of the mountains and a God that is so much bigger then all of it.

On our way back to the car, we jogged.  The trail was a perfect jogging trail.  It felt better then anything else we had done on this day. 

So turns out, my "fine figure of a man" had a confession to make.  Yep.  He likes hiking with me.  No agenda, nothing to accomplish, just hike to see the beauty, to spend time together.  His confession left me with a warm feeling in my heart and a smile on my face.  There you go again God, filling me up!