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Living in the Gorge


I love the mountains. They speak to me. Often when I've thought of their beauty, I imagined I would have to live in them to appreciate them.

My internship site is in the valley, the Monongahela Valley to be precise. It's also referred to as the gorge. But do you know what surrounds this valley? Mountains! Whether I'm driving or visiting someone at the hospital or nursing home, I see the mountains.

This morning, Pr. Larry, my supervisor, and I visited several people in the hospital. At the end of one of the corridors was a door to the outside. On each side of the door were narrow rectangular windows, giving us a wonderful view of those mountains.

I never tire of looking at them. They renew and refresh me, making me stop and reflect upon God's goodness. Perhaps that's why the psalmist prayed,"I lift up my eyes to the hills— from where will my help come?" (Psalm 121:1).The mountains surround this little town just as God's love surrounds each of us individually and as a community of faith. I love this simple daily reminder of God's that is right in front of me.


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david said…
I also love the mountains...for the same reasons you give. enjoy internship. It is a wonderful time and opportunity to grow in faith.

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