What's so important about the top?

So, why is it that when we go through life we always want to get to the top of something? We always want the best of a certain item or we want to be 'the' expert. I'll put this in context for you. So, yesterday I decided to go on a little hike. There are mountains surrounding this place so it's really not that hard to find a trail and hop on it. And the fact that there are rather large mountains doesn't stop families from planting their homes right on the sides of them. So, the combination of cool trails and rugged villages cought my interest. But the main goal of mine was to reach the top of this particular hill/mountain. I knew it would take me around an hour and a half to get to the top and so I had plenty of time before I needed to be back for lunch.
So, I'm off...and as I'm traveling I begin to take pictures to document my little adventure. As I take numerous photos I'm not really thinking about the scene in front of me, but my main preoccupation is how the shot will turn out. Why do I think like that? Meanwhile I'm still focused on reaching the top of the mountain. But before reaching the summit there was a small village that I would need to pass through. Upon entering the village I saw a family of boys mixing some concrete in order to patch the stone wall that was connected to their small adobe home. In order to get through I had to walk through there work area so I decided to stop and chat with them before continuing on. But folks, even amidst conversation with these amazing people my mind was still racing about how I was going to get to the top of this mountain! They show their utmost hospitality for me by offering tea and a comfortable place to sit, and all I want to do is climb a stupid mountain. Over the course of the conversation however I began to realize a few things. I began to wonder...'Maybe this is your summit for the day...' or 'Maybe the summit you had in mind wasn't big enough or tall enough when compared to the summit He had in mind for you...'
And that was it... After parting with my new friends I didn't continue on. I had plenty of time to go to the top from where I was. In fact, one of the boys offered to take me himself... but that wouldn't be necessary. I had climbed enough for the afternoon. As I traveled back I began to think about the many 'summits' that I've made for myself over the course of my life. So often I place my own goals in front of His master plan when, in reality, His plan is just more exciting than reaching the top of some hill. I hope that in the future I'll be able to open my eyes a bit and be amazed at the Real mountains that He's placed in front of me. As I come to know him more He calls for me to climb higher and higher. I love that...