It’s no secret that I’m religious. I was raised in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and I still practice that religion today. Every day. I’m not perfect, and I don’t expect that anyone else is either. I’m not afraid to question my religion, and I like to hear what other’s believe. I think one of our Articles of Faith says it best:
“We claim the privilege of worshiping Almighty God according to the dictates of our own conscience, and allow all men the same privilege, let them worship how, where, or what they may.”
This being a core belief I find the examination and interpretation of other’s beliefs fascinating. This aspect of my personality was challenged today upon a chance meeting at the top of Riggs hill.
I had tried to run the Riggs Hill trail once before. It was a dark AM run, in the snow last winter. I got hopelessly lost. Which is pretty funny actually because this trail is so close to the roads. So, when I realized I was lost, I just found the road and ran it back to the TH. So in the short time I had today I had one thought: redemption!
The trail passes at the foot of the hill, and climbs gently up the north side to a saddle, then rapidly descends down the south side. This was the route I took initially. Gentle climb, steep descent. But the trail being only a mile long, I decided to turn and retrace my steps, up the steep south-facing slope. It was tough- I loved it. Made me want to go run up Mt. Garfield. Because if you haven’t figured it out yet, I sometimes get a crazy idea and roll with it. Or run with it, as the case may be.
(Pause to think about running up Mt. Garfield. When can I do that? Hm…..)
Okay. So I get back up to the saddle and see a little trail taking off to the summit of the hill. Yup. Had to go check that out. Slippery, yes. Scrambly, yes. Deterred me? No.
Now, from the saddle there was no one within my view. But as I crested the top of the scramble-climb I heard someone behind me. Like he had just appeared from nowhere. I scrambled up a little faster, and when I topped-out I ran to the high point. Where I turned and saw him approaching.
Well I’m crazy, sure, but I’m also relatively friendly. So I participated in the polite trail “getting to know you” talk. What’s your name? How far did you run? Did you run up THAT way? Wow, you’re tough. Yes I am, thank you. What do you do? Can I put this picture that you happen to be in on my blog? Oh, you’re an inventor….
To which he spoke to me his belief about God and how Evil persists in the world and how he believes that comes about. I’ll be honest, I was fascinated. I graduated from a private religious university (BYU), and prior to that graduated from 4 years of seminary, so you could say I know a bit about religious beliefs. But this was a knew one to me. And I appreciated it, though I can’t say I understood it. I don’t expect to understand everything.
I took my pictures, gave Paul a “nice to meet you” and ran back down. A good workout. A fun trail, and excellent views.