These words about how to make important decisions come from a season in my life that feels about a million pages past in the story of my days.  It’s the summer of 2001, and I have traveled to Alaska – completely alone – to find answers to important questions about God and love and life. ~~~ The still water shines like glass, and I find myself looking to the hills for help. Somewhere in the recesses of my memory I remember something about help coming from the hills, and I’m desperate for help. I’m just into the decade of my twenties, and I’m struggling with how to make an important…