The next morning we hiked up past the tree-line where we treated to a spectacular view of the autumn leaves in the valley below. The rains began that night and continued nonstop until we left for the airport. What to do?
“Let’s sing a song,” Scott suggested.
All I could think of was, “This is the day the Lord has made.”
The singing lifted our spirits a little, so we began to pray for one another. We seemed to be slogging to make any spiritual headway. Then as we split up into groups of three, the atmosphere changed. Though the rain continued to pelt us, we found ourselves breaking through. I can’t tell you how God showed up, but he did. You could see it as guys’ tears mingled with the raindrops on their cheeks.
Three hours later, we went not on a hike, but a run along a forest path to a waterfall. And we treated ourselves to a meal afterward at a nearby restaurant.Comments (9)
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Seth Barnes
I'm motivated to join God in his global reclamation project. He's on the move, setting his sons and daughters free from their places of captivity. And he's partnering with those of us who have been freed to go and free others.
My friend,
I actually have walked this same path with a friend from Keene, NH many years ago.
Hiking with a man is like a metaphor for “walking with Jesus” and you are on to something.
I have an idea.
Shalom.
this sounds like it was a great experience and a great lesson, thanks for sharing it!
sounds like an amazing time. makes me want to get out into the wild with some brothers in Christ right now.
Jealous. Glad it turned out well.
God is always there when we search in the right place. It’s the lesson that Elijah learned in the cave.
It took a while for the prophet to get his own ideas of what was supposed to happen out of the way. But once he did, he heard the Lord in a still, small voice.
God is always here. We are the ones who sometimes don’t show up. It’s like the footprints thing.
Good drenching. Good lessons learned.
Man, I wish I could have joined you guys on these hikes! Thanks for sharing. I’ll take the guys on a manhike in the wilderness of Nicaragua sometime.
Seth, that sounded like a GREAT trip! My theory is that the worse the weather, the stronger the memories!
I believe real magic happens when guys get out on campouts.
Case in point: I worked in an office environment for about 3 years and once – towards the end of my time there – I organized a campout for about half a dozen of us guys. It was a short trip but involved some adventure: a near encounter with a rattlesnake, some spelunking, and a lot of boulder hopping.
Now whenever I run into these former co-workers, guess what they always bring up? Yep! Our great outdoors adventure! It made an impression and I feel bad now I didn’t organize more.
FWIW, I think the cubicle environment is masculine draining…
Absolutely – cubicles drain the masculinity right out of you. You become domesticated and kingdom-dumb. We need periodic experiences of our masculinity or we’re toast.