my personal mantra lately has been:
The Savior is never closer to you than when you are
facing or climbing a mountain with faith.
President Russell M. Nelson
So I wanted to climb a mountain for my birthday.
It was beautiful and hard and it rained the last mile.
When we finished, I read this Psalms:
8 Who covereth the heaven with clouds, who prepareth rain for the earth, who maketh agrass to grow upon the mountains.
The rain makes the the grass grow on our mountains-- so much symbolism!
And we ran into a random store to find a quick breakfast at 7am before the hike
and I found a corndog!
Happy birthday to me!
Dave made sure I got a piece of chocolate cake on my birthday.
