We climbed this mountain outside of Glacier. The rich view at the summit was the reward after first battling an unforgiving hike straight up its side. It was an unforgettable day. Waters below, trees below, faces of snow ahead, mountain goats surrounding and following, and a friend as our guide. The next year would find me at my lowest, wanting nothing more than escape. I did not think I could continue to climb the steep face. Whatever was at the top was not worth my humiliation. And at a place when I couldn't see how to proceed without breaking, I was confronted with Psalm 18. "The Lord was my stay. He brought me out into a broad place; He rescued me because He delighted in me." I was calmed by His gracious promise to not let me go. That night's assurance became my banner and this piece is my memorial. He was my stay.
mixed media on plywood, 24"x48", framed
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