(I am taking a break from posting about my Africa trip to share a little about my camping trip.)
I am sitting next to the river at my favorite
campground. It’s been 2 years since we
have been here. I’ve missed it. All I can hear is the sound of the river
rushing over the rocks and birds chirping.
I can take the time to ponder life. . . or just simply be.
Why do I feel closer to God here? It’s an illusion really. God is always present, a part of me
actually. Here the distractions of the
world are far away. Life is more basic.
There are times when words aren’t necessary, when words can’t
possibly express my feelings. I will
accept that, take a few photos, and then go for a hike. And thank God for all that surrounds me and
permeates my soul.
Written on 8/1/2018
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