{"id":597,"date":"2016-11-28T14:25:00","date_gmt":"2016-11-28T14:25:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/2016\/11\/28\/going-to-church-along-the-timberline"},"modified":"2017-09-10T06:51:37","modified_gmt":"2017-09-10T12:51:37","slug":"going-to-church-along-the-timberline","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=597","title":{"rendered":"going to church along the Timberline"},"content":{"rendered":"
The morning temperature was slightly above freezing, and the cracking of ice could be heard along the stream’s edge. The trail to my church was just ahead.<\/div>\n
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The initial goal was to climb a peak that would summit above 15,000 feet. The morning rain quickly washed away that plan. I would not let that deter my spirit however, and let the beauty of the timberline lead me to an unknown sermon.<\/div>\n
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The rains dissipated quickly, and I reached my pew upon the lake shore. I stood in humble silence as the clouds passed by on the autumn breeze.<\/div>\n
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I find no church more comforting than the one found in the bounty of Nature.<\/div>\n