I realize my view is often limited, yet I know there is One that always has a view of my life.
Psalm 139:16 (MSG)
You know me inside and out,
you know every bone in my body;
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;
all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared
before I’d even lived one day.
One of the best things about making it to the top of a climb is the view. After all that work of making it to the top, the reward of looking out and over everything below makes me pause to soak it all in. It always gives me a sense of satisfaction, a sense of peace and sort of just takes my breath away. The mountaintop is a glorious place but the journey to the mountaintop…
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