Hill, mountain…whichever it is, it is beautiful, rocky, steep, and gives a feeling of forever, permanence. Like the ocean, it points to God and gives me great peace.
It’s not a hill, it’s a mountain
As we start out the climb
Listen for me, I’ll be shouting
Shouting to the darkness
Squeeze out sparks of light (U2)
May God bless your Monday with smooth hills, peace, and sparks of light. Slainte, Lisa