“As the mountains surround Jerusalem,
so the Lord surrounds his people
both now and forevermore.”
Psalm 125: 2 NIV
Strong. Majestic. Protecting. The mountains enfold me. They encircle me with peace and comfort. I look up in awe beholding this creation that speaks God’s glory to me. Sturdy. Unmovable. Like a sentinel they guard the city. A reflection of their Creator.
This psalm, engraved in concrete, above the doors of the church I attended as a young girl. I never noticed them until I noticed Him. Now they speak volumes to me. From my homeland in the San Fernando Valley to my present dwelling in the Arizona Son.
No desert hiking for me at this time of year. Several snaps, then I finished my errands. I reemerged to find a different quality of the mountains as the sun sank in the horizon.