In the middle of Tennessee with no cell phone coverage or internet connection, this was written in long hand...
Picture this... It's the afternoon on a bright sunny day. There is a crispness in the air, but the sun warms your face. The trees break open to show a labyrinth carved into the ground with a small creek running past it. On the porch are three rocking chairs. Sitting amongst God's creation brings a sense of quiet communion in the middle of a chaotic day of meetings.The only thing better than this is to share the time with a good friend, rocking in the chairs, and not feeling the need to say words. Right after lunch, I was able to sit out for a time with a fellow Living Waters instructor. We barely said two words, but instead enjoyed the quiet and stillness of nature. Later in the afternoon, I was able to share time with my best pal, Tim, and his wife, Teresa, on that same porch and those same rocking chairs.
If the weekend only held these two events of sitting in rocking chairs and relaxing on a porch in awe of God, then the weekend was well worth the time away from home. I am thankful for God's peace and a comfortable rocking chair!
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