Mountain Cleaners
Philippians 4:7 -- "And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus."
image: The Dream Village by Danny Xeero |
Following the narrator on film I found myself wanting to shop the internet for hiking boots and looking for ways to quickly reinstate my passport.
Hallstatt has got to be one of the most beautiful little villages on the planet.
image: travelbetweenthepages.com |
I have GOT to go there.
As the well-worn laces of the beat up shoes that belong to our tour guide crunch through the fall foliage on the village trail - our attention from the beauty that surrounds us is interrupted by a few men strapping into harnesses. After checking each other for what might be faults in the equipment, they give a grunt and ease down over the lip of the cliff's jagged edge. On the arm of each man is an old bucket and a chisel.
The safety of the villagers and tourists blissfully meandering through the village square below is entirely in the hands of the men scaling these rocky crags - these "mountain cleaners". They diligently check the mountain side for chips and cracks in the rocks and then break off any loose things that might fall and deliver some damage to the good people a few hundred or so feet below them. They catch this debris in their trusty buckets - and just like that, the day is quietly and painstakingly saved. The slow rhythm of Hallstatt can continue with nary a mishap.
image: Hallstatt - wikipedia.org |
The fragile balance that can exist between the emotional beat of our human hearts and the logic of the brain that often guides us can be compared to the village of Hallstatt. There is beauty and strength between the two - as we set our goal on Jesus Christ, but there is potential danger lurking just around the corner, as well. At any moment a life-rock might fall and conk one of us on the head. We don't know when this might happen. We may even be napping on one of those beautiful park benches that face the bubbling fountain in the village square.
Which is why we need a Mountain Cleaner.
image: imagine.com |
That is all I need to know.
When you step off the boat and onto the old concrete bulwark that allows you access to the sleepy little village of Hallstatt, you won't see the mountain cleaners as they dangle from their ropes and catch hazardous debris. But you will sleep better in the quaint little inns near the village square because you know they are out there - buckets dangling from their arms and trusty chisel in their hands.
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