Why not go? I lift up my eyes unto the hills- where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth. Pslams 121:1-2Come, let us sing for Joy to the Lord; let us shout aloud to the Rock of our salvations. Psalm 95:1
My family and I live in a place of gently rolling forested hills. I have to drive to see mountains. But not too far…..