High Uintah Therapy

Dad and I spent a lot of time together in the Uintah Mountains of Utah when I was young. On one occasion, we were hiking into Pinto Lake to join the scout troop during there summer camp. We received poor directions and soon found ourselves lost in the wilderness. Needless-to-say, as an 8 year old I was getting concerned, but Dad assured me that all would be well. He pointed out a landmark, Bald Mountain in the distance, and told me that our truck was at the base of that mountain. All we had to do was to keep the mountain in sight and it would lead us back to safety. Sure enough, it did. The next morning, we got better directions and made our way easily to Pinto Lake.

I have never forgotten that experience. The principle applies to our spiritual lives as well. If we know to Whom to look for guidance, we are never really lost, even though we may be a bit off course. This painting is my memory of that "Bald Mountain" experience.