I have always loved hills and mountains. The Malverns, the Lake District, The Austrian Alps. I was even persuaded to look out of the aeroplane window when flying over the various mountain ranges between here and Iran! Here is a very brief tribute;
“One ceases to recognise the significance of mountain peaks if they are not viewed occasionally from the deepest valleys ”
[Dr Al Lorin]
“Great things are done when men and mountains meet.”
“It isn’t the mountains ahead to climb that wear you out; it’s the pebble in your shoe.”
I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.