Lately, this has been so true.

Somehow, whenever I'm up where the air is a bit thinner, the sky is a little bit bluer, the scent of pine is wafted through the breeze, and I'm surrounded by snowy peaks, it's like hitting reset. Everything within me is exactly as it should be. I am reminded that God is... God. He is big. He can take care of things. Without me. He knows that I forget this often. So He set me here, where I can't miss Him or His magnificent work. And my heart is happy.