The moments on the mountain, as Oswald Chambers wrote, are merely meant to be an inspiration; something to inspire and re-ignite the flame within us. The view from the mountaintop is so serene, majestic and full of beauty. It can be described in hundreds of ways, yet no words can accurately portray what the eye has seen and the very heart within has leapt for joy over. I know. I've tried. I'm writing from atop a mountain at this very moment. Physically, I'm on the top of the Smokey Mountain range. Spiritually, I was walking on air up until about an hour and a half ago when a loud noise scared me half to death. A visit from the police, encouragement from a neighbor, and words of wisdom from friends and family later and I'm still afraid. I pray to the Lord to hush the pounding of my heart, settle the uneasiness of my stomach, and give rest to my soul. Psalm 4:8 says, "I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep: for thou, LORD, only makest me dwell in safety." Lord I need that sleep this night, but I'm afraid to close my eyes. Help me in this I pray. You have already turned this situation into your glory in that I am writing again. It's been months since I've put a word to paper some way or another. Perhaps sleep is what I've spiritually been doing too long, at least in the writing sense. It's time to take up my pen and paper or laptop and pour out the very being You've given me; a being filled with your words that your people need to hear. David Platt's book Radical devotes a segment of chapter four to the very fact that we are to enjoy Your grace and spread your glory. I confess for too long I have basked in the glow of your grace, yet have not spread the news, lessons, and thoughts you've given me to others for the sake of your glory. Forgive me Lord. Write within me. Allow the words to flow by your grace and for your glory and yours alone. In Jesus' Name, Amen.