Over 15 years ago members of my church started a tradition of hiking up Spencers’ Butte to see the sun rise on Easter morning. My daughter joined the trek when she was about six and in the dark with flashlights, its a surreal experience that can have many spiritual undertones.
I’ve made the trek probably five times now with my kids-now teenagers, including in the snow, fog, mist and on Sunday, a gorgeous warmish clear day.
The image shows the 3 sisters (Far left is the North Sister) and to the far right, Broken Top in the Oregon cascades.
Below is an image taken of the Mohawk Valley outside of Springfield. After that the photograph shows the sun rising over Broken Top. Usually the sunrise is north of the 3 sisters, but Easter came earlier this year than usual.
For probably the first time ever, we were the only ones up there until just seconds before the sun rose, another family arrived. 15 minutes later, dozens were at the top, having missed the glory of God’s sunrise creation. That too can have strong spiritual undertones, but I’ll let you figure that one out.