Some of us decided to explore and take a hike up behind our cabin. We were gone for about five hours, and we hiked almost 3 miles, with an elevation gain of 2100 feet. It was an intense climb, figuring out our own trail, but the views were rewarding.
As we climbed, we couldn’t see our end goal, which helps in making yourself push forward. This, though, reminded me of Hebrews 11:1, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” We couldn’t see our destination, but we knew it was coming. It’s the same way with faith: we can’t see it.
Jesse found a big walking stick.
At the crest of a ridge, we stopped to eat lunch.
We then began another steep climb to the next ridge.
The mountain in the background that has a sharp peak is one my grandpa climbed years ago.
Those buildings show how far we climbed.
As we came down, we found pieces of an animal carcass scattered in a large area: everything from the skull to the vertebrae. It was obvious this was the remains of either a moose or a large elk.
As we descended, Anna found flowers to put in the jaw bone. She thoroughly washed her hands when she got back, and we’re going to procure some bleach next time we go to the store to sanitize the bone.
We children also enjoyed reviewing Scripture we have committed to memory on the trek back, in addition to singing. Singing would not have worked going up, as our lungs were maxed out.
Oh, a side note, we ended up coming back down very close to where we started: amazing for not having a trail!
After our long, hard hike, Anna treated us to chicken enchiladas. Yum.
Our time is half over, and we have been so blessed by this special refreshment.
“I press toward the mark for the prize
of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus.”