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in Eastern North Carolina

 


 

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Week Four Ramblings and Pictures

Zion – even the name evokes powerful emotions. Named by early Mormon settlers, Zion National Park is a "place of refuge”. Zion is mentioned in the Hebrew Bible more than 150 times – the use of the word expanding from Mount Zion to eventually encompass the entire Promised Land. 

This is the first national park I have left wishing I had more time to explore and take refuge. It is such a great place, with places like Angel’s Landing and Court of the Patriarchs (cliffs named for Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob) that seem larger than life.

The week has been filled with long hikes, sometimes grueling, yet always exhilarating. One hike stands out as a really unique experience – the Narrows. We started out early in the day, geared up with our special canyoneer rental shoes, and walked steadily upstream in the Virgin riverbed as the canyon walls continued to grow narrower and taller, towering hundreds of feet above us. The temperature for the day was over 100 degrees, but down in the canyon, with the water temperature in the mid 60’s it was just right. Six hours in the river…from an early age I have loved rock hopping in the NC mountains, and this was the ultimate river walk!

One of the distinct features of Zion is the hanging gardens. Water literally seeps out of the sandstone to provide nourishment for plants that seem to grow right out of the rock. If that’s not amazing enough, we were told that the water travels 1000’s of feet from the top of the formations, through the sandstone, until it reaches harder rock like shale, and then is forced out into crevices and cracks. The process takes at least 800 years, and up to 4000 years! In a moment pregnant with baptismal renewal, while hiking the Narrows, Daniel stuck his head under one of the flows, and was refreshed by ancient water!

Everything at Zion seems huge – some of the largest sandstone formations in the world. I would look down on the buses and the people from the ascended heights our hikes allowed, and be reminded of how tiny we are in relation to the grandeur of creation. Our time here is such a small thing, here and then gone, a mere speck in the sweep of history, we credit ourselves with more, perhaps, than we ought. It’s hard not to feel a bit of humility in a place like this…

Ray Charles describes soulfulness as the ability to respond from our deepest place. That is the journey we are all on, to find within ourselves that quiet, still place that evokes our deepest longings, our most compassionate love, our God created desire for caring community that matters.  I pray our journey will lead us beside the still nurturing waters of the Spirit, and that we will respond from our deepest place.
 

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