Foothills Still

This fall I was tempted with dreams of mountains

and in my hesitation I thought I lost my surroundings,

but my friend and mentor Erin suggested I might be in the foothills.

I know I am on my way,

but the big view is gone, I am ascending, I'm part of it.

Since then Erin has brought beautiful Stella into this world,

and I think I remain in the foothills.

It's hard to say.

I only catch glimpses of the grandeur, my eyes are in front of my toes,

sometimes they scale to my next camp

but I have no business there until I do everything I can here.

Wherever I am, Hebrews is my guide.

I read Hebrews 10, sometimes 9 or 11, everyday.

Those notes will hopefully follow in more detail,

I keep track in my more personal writings.

One thing I can say is I have found blessings upon blessings

in my friendships and family members.

The spirit needs connection and nothing teaches like loneliness.

I am so grateful.

For the means of communication

I have decided to include tales of the trails on this blog.

Everyday I grow father away from facebook,

but I would like to keep those who inquire in the know.

This will be simple, no frills,

and I am not trying to impress anyone.