Finding a Rock in Switzerland

Ps. 61: 1-2 “Hear my cry, O God; Give heed to my prayer from the end of the earth I call to Thee, when my heart is faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I.” (NAS)

Hiking was a passion developed when I lived in Switzerland, where walking is as natural as breathing. The journey was more important than the end of the trail, and the stony one-person wide paths, soaring mountains and the beautiful cows captivated me. With their shiny healthy coat, soulful eyes and beautiful bells around their necks, the cows were always watching you and chewing as they observed. It did not matter where you hiked, just that you did.

It was lonely living in a foreign country at times with strange foods, rules that I did not know or understand, and everyone speaking their own different languages. I cried out to the Lord often in those first days there because my heart was sad and my body was weak. God was my rock and it was fascinating to learn that, no matter where I lived or traveled in this world, He was with me. He was always leading me to a higher rock, one beyond the next turn in the path.DSC_0130

What and who is your rock? Have you ever been in a place where you had no friends? What do you do when you are grieving a loss? How have you handled a major illness in your family?

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