I hadn't visited the spot in nine years. It was a treat to return to this place to pray. The last time I was visited, I brought a friend who had lost a baby. This is probably the most peaceful place in the valley-you can tell that it's bathed in prayer. Even though you can hear the sounds of the city, the mountain muffles the traffic and the sound of water splashing makes a kind of music.
Ten years ago today, my friends Tamar and Derek were married in the chapel here.
The fountain
I could smell the sage
While I sat across from the fountain, I contemplated the traits of God that are inscribed around its base. I saw goodness, peace, and faithfulness, but what I wanted to see was grace. As I left, I walked around the fountain and the last trait I saw--the one I felt I needed the most--was there. The words didn't make it so, but it was good to the words and to know that this is who He is.
1 comments:
Sweet post. And that place looks neat.
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