They are huge, looming, impressive and majestic. They inspire awe and paint a different breathtaking beauty with each look.
Alaskans drive along the base of these giants sheltered by them on one side and flanked by the inlet on the other.
But sometimes those mountains disappear. The fog swallows them, the snow whites them out or the clouds settle their skirts down low, hiding them in their rainy embrace.
When those mountains are socked in, you know they are still there. You don't question if they picked up their roots and went for a jaunt. No, there's not doubt they are there. And if you are really paying attention, you can feel them. You can feel their massive bulk, their presence.
Often as an Alaskan driving that highway for the thousandth time, we take these mountains for granted. Just as we can often take God's presence for granted.
We can forget His majesty and awesome presence looming in our life. We "drive" our highways oblivious to the power and beauty near us. Or we bask in the security of His constancy.
But when the fog settles, the blizzards blow or the storm clouds gather, we KNOW He is there. If we pay attention we can feel His presence, His enormity and power.
