Since I got back to work yesterday, I’ve hit the ground running. MasterWorks is 3 weeks away (ah!), and it feels like there’s a lot to do. A lot to do, and it should have been done by yesterday. Right now, I’m in the middle of printing, chopping, addressing, stuffing, and stamping a multitude of invitations for a fundraising gala this summer. I’ll be so happy to drop them off at the post office tomorrow afternoon!

In backpacking trip recap, I told you have we left the trail early and hitched a ride down the mountain with two roadtripping girls and a fellow hiker. The hiker’s name was Matt. Before we knew his name was Matt, we dubbed him Cell Phone, as 4 days earlier, Erica had loaned him her phone while she waiting in Fontana for me to come meet her.

Anyway, all that said, the three of us stuffed our stinky selves and my backpack in the backseat of their little car. Immediately, Matt grabbed the pocket Bible that sat in the console. He opened to Isaiah 40, and pointed out his life verses. He shared his history of alcoholism, and explained that he was searching and trying to get his life back together. While one of the girls started to read the verses he cited, he began to tear up.

28 Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
The LORD is the everlasting God,
the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary,
and his understanding no one can fathom.

29 He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.

30 Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;

31 but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint

~Isaiah 40: 28-31

These verses resonate more with me now that I’ve hiked a section of the AT. Never before have I felt so weary, never before have I felt so exhausted. And never before have I been so encouraged by the strength that I see in people. In myself. Strength that is not of our own. Strength that can only come from One who does not grow weary, who will not fall down, who does not tire.

Here’s to Matt, our Cell Phone friend, as he makes his way to Maine. May he continue to be a relevent and credible witness to the people he meets. May he find what he’s searching for in this adventure. May He place his hope and trust in the Creator of the mountains he climbs, may he continue to walk and not grow weary or faint.

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