It's funny how excited I was to get back home once I was in the woods. It was cold, and rained every single day -- and even hailed twice! The direct inclines were intimidating and exhaustion-inducing, and on the first night I was so cold that I felt like my ice cube toes were going to fall right off. Yet now, sitting in a room with beige carpeting and four walls and air conditioning, I miss hiking so much. Just about all of it: the lack of "real" restrooms; the mountain chill that caressed my face each morning; wearing the same leggings everyday; my walking stick.Because I'm having woods withdrawals, yesterday I hightailed it to my favorite spot in the park to be alone with God. I sat and read three chapters of Genesis and felt refreshed. I'm learning about how even God's plans and timing are so vastly different than my own, He is entirely trustworthy. I think I know what I need, but I don't.
I'll wait on You even though this world gives me a heavy heart.
This looks like such an amazing experience. There is nothing better than having some alone time in nature, your posts give me a lot of hope :) x
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