This is my secret place.
This is where I come when my soul is heavy, burdened, overjoyed, yearning...
I love to come here, especially when the weather is as beautiful as it has been these past few days. Here my soul can breathe. Sometimes I just lay down on the grass and gaze at the sky. As I lay there with the wind blowing softly against my cheek, I talk to my Maker. Here all distractions are put aside and I simply listen to what He may say. Here I pour out my heart.
To be perfectly honest, I have had so much on my mind lately that I can hardly process it all. It seems like I have seen or heard about an insurmountable quantity of needs. I want to do something, but am at a loss when I think about where to start. I've also had lots of dreams. Not necessarily the kind you have in your sleep though. These are dreams - big dreams- for my future, for my life, for things I feel like the LORD is calling me to do. They overwhelm and excite me all at the same time.
I feel so small.
I fear failure.
I'm not sure how my life makes a difference.
And this is where all of my fears, hopes and dreams are released. Sure, this is just an ordinary place but it is precious to me all the same.
Most times I come, many pages of that notebook are filled with thoughts and scripture.
His Word pierces me so sharply here.
I suppose it is the romantic in me that loves to 'run away' to this place. I've always loved to 'run away' to secret places in nature to think, even as a child. Something about it sets my heart free to run wild, helps me breathe deeply and focuses my mind on the Eternal.
I am so very thankful that my sweet Savior meets me here. It doesn't matter if I'm angry, hurt, happy or confused - He is ever with me. I really should quiet my heart like this more often. It's funny how the cares of the world fade away when I do.
What is your secret place?