“Do not come any closer,” God said. “Take off your sandals, for the place where you are standing is holy ground.”Exodus 3:5
Yesterday I hit the Appalachian Trail between Woody Gap and Jarrard Gap with a good friend. Over 11.2 miles, we hiked through beautiful mountain trail and had some great conversations on everything from family and politics to work and animals.
We’re both quite the talkers, and our active minds kept us bantering for most of the hike.
I tried to take some moments just to soak in the scene and the experience. The best of those moments was handed to me on a silver platter. As we summited the last mountain on our way back to my car, we entered a thick bank of cloud/fog that had settled onto the trail.
It was gorgeous: like something out of a fantasy tale, this fog added mystery and foreignness to a hike that otherwise would have felt like retraced steps. I could imagine witches emerging out of the fog to tell me I was going to be the next king of Scotland (that’s a Macbeth reference).
In contrast to the rest of our hike, we mostly walked in silence through this mist. And I really soaked it in: here I was on a mountain full of beauty and mystery. It’s not every day you see something like that. And by keeping our silence, we got to appreciate the whole experience more.
Sometimes life gives you moments like these to enter into an other-wordly place and set apart an experience as holy. Take them. Don’t bring the mundane or the mediocre in. Reduce the noise, silence the phone, raise your behavior. Act in a way worthy of the experience in front of you.