Retreat

This place is spring to me,

This holy ground.

Refreshing,

Giving me new life

To arise and worship

The Lord of Life.

Deep breath

Fill me with the Spirit

As I take in aromas

Of young grass

And mountain air

And sweet-smelling sacrifice.

Sounds of the valley –

Clucking hens and yipping pups,

The chatter of friendship –

Make me want to sing praise

To the Creator.

The food of fellowship

Strengthens me to serve

And makes me long for more

Communion.

The sun on my face

Is the warmth of His love.

No wonder

I am drawn to this high place,

This holy ground,

For more than scenery,

More than rest.

I can gaze upon God’s face

And relax in His arms.