It was around 6:30 am when my younglife group was forced leave bed and eat breakfast. Fluffy scrambled eggs smothered in Colby Jack wrapped in smooth steamed tortillas, but what is a breakfast burrito without a dance with the lady. Shortly after breakfast ended the 500 high schoolers who attended the camp were shuffled onto 20 busses and taken to Mount Princeton where every single one of us climbed the mountain. The amount of diversity was surreal, children of all ethnicities, some being thin others large. For the first thirty minutes of the hike I had as much energy as a dolphin surrounded by a couple of people and buckets of fish.

Around the one hour mark my legs began to work like soggy noodles, offering little to no support to the rest of my body.

At the summit of the climb we reached roughly 13,000 feet. At the peak, a speaker gave us a talk. This is where my brain activated the wonder 3000, our speaker preached the bible. He instructed us to take a nice look around us and take in all the beauty, he proceeded to say “Of all the things in this world, God thinks you are the most beautiful”. Not only heartwarming but rather confusing, It made me wonder…  Who is the true God? Is he even real? Why have I never seen him? Is this all made up? This power surrounding religion is strong and I desire it, for it was a fire burning slowly, charing away at the bitterness and anger built inside me. I saw it wherever I went in the camp, the dwindling fire that feeds off bitterness, spewing kind and thoughtful words in its place. I wanted that bad, the speaker said it was simple to achieve, in fact it only took one step.  Accepting Jesus was the step, the step to liberation and freedom. This is where my wonder began, on top of Mount Princeton, where I stood 13,000 feet above the rest with thousands of things jumping inside my brain. I wonder, where this path may take me…?