I have received several e-mails from people at the church telling us they were before the Lord at the foot of Mount Sinai while we were on top. I know God did some things there. I know we rarely understand the full significance of things until much later.
Today when I got out of bed, my legs didn’t hurt so bad as they have the last two. It is strange how sore I’ve been, yes, the mountain was hard, but not any harder than what I do all the time in Colorado. Maybe it was like Jacob wrestling with God.
We’re off to Meteora this morning, twenty some monasteries in this area perched high in the cliffs….a little nervous about driving through Greece, getting out of the city and onto the highway. OK, I’m not DRIVING, but I’m navigating, and that can be even scarier.