Journey to the Heights
With a subtitle of… life is the journey
… is the name of this blogsite.
Many times someone has asked me, why this name? It’s so long.
It is long, but I’ll share with the different meanings this name holds for me.
I grew up in the mid-west and lived my life east of the Mississippi River. I spent six years in Germany. I lived all those years at less than 1,000 feet above sea level, sometimes as low as 180 feet above sea level.
My current house sits at 7,400 feet in the Rocky Mountains. For me, this move was a “journey to the heights.”
Ironically, we live in an area referred to as “Missouri Heights.”
My faith expects me to grow and mature, representing the love of God and the life of Christ more and more. For those of you who personally know me, you recognize some days that truth is more evident than others. God obviously calls us to a higher level.
For me Journey to the Heights means all these things.
I’m blessed with better health living at a higher elevation with a drier climate than any I enjoyed earlier in my lift.
I’m blessed by being surrounded with natural beauty, constantly changing. One can watch the massive skies with the clouds and various colors throughout the day. Stars appear close enough to touch.
I’m blessed that God put me here, in this location for this time of my life and He is taking me to higher levels in my faith. This is a gift!
And so, I share Journey to the Heights with all who are curious about my thoughts, my writings, my life!
bawn. There we found a small road leading to the shore with a view of the lighthouse on the other shore. The beach area was the first of many special places we would find during this trip. We watched a few people drive up the road, look at the water and turn around and leave. Our experience was much richer. As Tom climbed the higher rock walls over looking the water, I took a path between two rock walks, ultimately leading me down to the shore. The tide was out so I walked the sandy beach. The sound of the waves rolling in and then crashing against the outlying rocks before splashing back into the sea eliminated all sounds save for those from a few sea gulls on the beach. I was the only person exploring this beach. It was heaven!




erry. I’d gotten used to the “green” Ireland offers and had heard so many talk about.





