Five Climate Zones

Five climate zones. That’s what’s particularly unique about Kilimanjaro. We are hiking through a rain forest to a savannah to a desert before going up into alpine ending up in an arctic zone. The views and experiences are said to be greater than the summit. A comforting thought to salve my anxiety about summit day. You’ll know why in a future post. But guessing is easy. It’s hard.

Goals are like that. They’re hard. If they’re good ones they are. I achieve and then move on. It was hard work. It got done. Now what. I do that Too much. It is the life of the preacher really. Sunday sermon to Sunday sermon. Easter went great. Time to plan Pentecost. We would not be alone in this surely.

The folks we meet are precious deserving of a pause and a third look to check and see, are you really alright or is there help to be done. Like this trek through different climates, not just the summit, there’s pauses to make along the way. These are the people in our lives. Jesus so frequently pauses. Makes water into wine. Asks who touched him. Chats with a stranger at noontime. Goes off for a quiet prayer. Tells people to stay and sit for dinner. Invited himself to a outcast for dinner. Jesus pauses as divine practice. He doesnt just move on.
I’ll be practicing that on this hike and hope we all can I out lives just a little more. ​