It's snowing lightly outside; fat, lazy flakes that take their time from the clouds to the ground. I see God's magnificent mountains, the snow-covered trees surrounding them, a soaring eagle in flight.
This is from a journal entry I made the Sunday before last as I was sitting by a fireplace at a lodge in Breckenridge. I'd gone there for a retreat with four fabulous friends. We created our own weekend and it went something like this...
As we walked along a mountain path, a fox walked nearly right up to us. Later, he visited us along the walkway around the hot tub. A blue jay flew overhead. Or was it a crow? (inside joke)We watched a muskrat and huge trout race each other to devour food thrown from a bridge.
We laughed, we cried, we talked of painful things, past mistakes and the families we are all so proud of.
We planned, we shared ideas, we created a concept that's going to be so great in the lives of many families.
We relaxed, we walked, we shopped, we swam, we separated for bible study, reflection and time alone with God.
We grew closer to God and to each other.
Oh, and the views weren't bad either.
