““The path up the side of the mountain that we were climbing could hardly be called a path. Vines snaked their way from side to side, eager to catch an ankle. Briar bushes encroached. Tiny pebbles threatened to trip up the unwary. Slick rock surfaces left little room for a toehold. As the sweat poured down into my bandana, from somewhere up ahead a catchy tune began almost apologetically, and then grew. Before long our straggly group was in full chorus: Rejoice in the Lord always! Again I say rejoice! Rejoice in the Lord always! Again I say rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice! And again I say rejoice! Rejoice! Rejoice! And again I say rejoice! Rejoice in the Lord always! Again I say rejoice!””