So Jer and I decided to hit the road in search of peace and tranquility. It took us awhile, but believe it or not - WE FOUND IT! Yep! Starting in southwest Iowa, we crisscrossed the state into northeast Iowa until there it was - our little piece of heaven! About ten miles outside of Decorah, Iowa, sitting on top of the highest hill, was the cutest, little rustic log cabin you've ever seen. It overlooked miles and miles of valleys and streams, and was surrounded by nothing but the lushest green fields and timbers. You know, the kind you find only in Iowa. It was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!
So early one morning, as I sat perched in my lawn chair, coffee cup in hand, I studied this masterpiece of tranquility. Numerous thoughts flooded my mind, and just like a spinning roulette wheel clicking away, my mind buzzed with a flurry of thoughts. Click, click, click - stop! Finally it came to a rest. And wouldn't ya know, it stopped on - "hills". Yes "hills". Why did God make hills? Interesting question.
So I asked God, "why did ya make hills?" Wouldn't it have been easier to just make one big ol flat plain? You know, kind of like pancake batter. Mix it up and pour! That's pretty simple! But no! Heck no! God's much more creative than that. It was he who decided we needed a bump here and there. So God made hills.
So I began to wondered what would life be like if we didn't have hills? Wouldn''t life be easier? Well after much thought and reflection, I'm not so sure. For example:
* how could we go sleigh riding without hills? (Hey dude - wanna pull my sled?)
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* how would a kid learn to ride a bike without a hill? (Keep pushing dad. I'll catch on sooner or later!)
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* how would the Indians have hunted and spotted buffalos without hills? (Hey chief - don't look now but there's a 2000 lb. buffalo coming up behind ya!)
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* how would golf be any fun if there weren't any hills? (Sweet! I got a hole in one! Big deal! So did everybody else!)
So I'll admit it. Hills - they challenge us, but where would we be without them? Everyone knows they can be tough to climb, but aren't they certainly worth it? Think of that elation when you reach the top - it's hallelujah! Goal accomplished! And the view! Abosolutely amazing!
So go ahead and call me "over the hill" if you want, but to me it's a compliment. All our lives, we've worked and worked. We've climbed our hill. And now we're at our summit, so you know what that means - all that's left is the reward --- the fun ride down. So folks, put on your seatbelts! We're in for one hell of a ride!!! Enjoy!
