Why do the mountains bring me peace? I have no idea what it is about this place that draws me, but there is something about the majesty or grandeur of mountains and being in them that makes me think of God. I feel him in this place. I feel him outside, but not when I just stand in the front yard... I feel Him more in the quiet stillness of the woods. I feel Him in the looming mountains. I feel Him in rushing water, and in still water. I think it is the largeness and the quiet that makes the difference.