Psalm 95:4-5. In his hand are the caverns of the earth, and the heights of the hills are his also. The sea is his, for he made it, and his hands have molded the dry land.
Psalm 95 is one of my favorite psalms, and verses 4 and 5 call me into the mystery, beauty, majesty and incredible gift that is God’s creation. And as much as I love worshiping together, exploring faith in community, and experiencing the mystery of faith in the sacraments, being in nature, particularly being in the mountains, is where I experience God most deeply and profoundly.
Whether I am skiing through fresh powder on a blue bird day or cresting a mountain pass panting for breath, the mountains are my “thin” places – the places where I’m able to catch a glimpse of the divine and experience a special wholeness in my relationship with God.
I think that I feel this special “thinness” because I know that the “heights of the mountains are his” and that the loving hands that formed these special places are the same loving hands that hold me and surround me with unconditional love and grace every day and in every breath.
— Greg Murray