A rustic countryside on the way home to the city. Bob and I were serenely enjoying the ride, taking on the breath-taking view of the province north of Manila. The silhouetted mountain backdrop complemented the greenery of the landscape making the entire vista a sight to behold.
Mountains, in the natural sense, is the large heap of land mass with sloping sides meant to protect an area from weather forces. As I read, they are pushed up as the tectonic plates shift, piling up heaps and forming these ranges.
In a deeper reflection, mountains are formed in our everyday struggles. They can be viewed as obstacles or challenges to be hurdled and in the end, survived. As I spoke my heart in Ailsa’s prompt, let me reiterate my sentiments:
Beyond the mountains of everyday grind,
We should see the Lord and not be blind.
Traversing only the pathway,
That leads to HIM never astray.