From The Pastor's Desk.
Parable of the Peak
Anthony gave a quick look back into his minivan and decided that the $35 per car fee was cheaper than paying per person. He and his family were about to head upward on the circuitous route to the top of Pikes Peak in Colorado. Everyone in the minivan had a window seat including his elderly mother. It had been a long trip from their home in a small town among the flat cornfields of central Illinois. Anything that they referred to as being a “hill” or “mountain” back home would be dwarfed by what they saw ahead. Pikes Peak rose majestically over 8000 feet above the surrounding terrain and just over 14,000 feet above sea level.
Anthony’s family had greatly anticipated this trip for over a year and they savored every bit of the experience. They marveled at the North Slope Recreation Area and all that it offered to visitors. His wife and two daughters had a great time at the Crystal Reservoir Gift Shop. Anthony and his son, Peter, imagined being out on a fishing boat on one of the three lakes that they saw along the nineteen-mile trip to the top. At one point they climbed out of the van, helping Grandma with her walker, and sat at picnic tables to hear a presentation from one of the Park Rangers. He told them about the geology and history of Pikes Peak and told them to watch for Rocky Mountain Big Horn Sheep and elk along the rest of the way up. As they got back into the car, Peter had convinced his sisters that they might even catch a glimpse of Bigfoot. Anthony’s wife was the first to spot a pair of elk standing on a rocky crag far to their left.
When they arrived at the top, the family found it hard to speak. They were so amazed at the view. Even though Pikes Peak looked very high when they started the trip up, it seemed so very much higher once you were at the top. After they got back into their car, they talked with excitement about what they had experienced.
As they headed down, Peter noticed that Grandma was crying. “Grandma, what is the matter? Was that too much walking for you on the path?”
She smiled at Peter and replied, “No, I guess you could say I had some tears of pure joy. I was thinking about how the view from the top of Pikes Peak seemed so much higher than the Peak seemed from the bottom. I was thinking then about how much I have been looking forward to going on to heaven someday. I now realize that when I get there it will be so much better than I could ever anticipate! That’s why I had some tears. Just tears of joy!”
While listening to her, Anthony and his wife both noticed that their own eyes were brimming with tears as well. Then Grandma continued to explain her feelings. “I have had many troubles in this life and I always would look up to heaven asking God for help. Just like it says in Psalm 121, “I lift up my eyes to the mountains. Where does my help come from? It comes from the Lord.”