How great Thou art? You don’t need a mountain to realise how big God is.
Singing an old well known song at church today, I started to think how some of the lyrics were just *so* irrelevant to me… “When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur…” Seriously? Here I am in church, wearing thongs, in hot, desert-like, flat and featureless WA and I am singing about ‘mountains’?? And what exactly is grandeur exactly? I think about a time when I was at the highest peak in WA. And then about different *actual* mountains in Switzerland or volcanoes in Tenerife I have visited… They were amazing – picturesque – powerful scenes. But here, singing this …
