wilderness.

 

A long weekend to adventure in the wilderness; miles from home with no perception of what would lie ahead,
Down two tracks and winding roads, through the forest and past wildlife, the campsite getting near.
We put the truck in park & walked down a steep incline to set eyes on our destination.
Pure simplicity, yet so much beauty.
One little clearing made perfectly for our shelter, far enough away from our source of heat and wilderness stove.
Tall pine trees that oozed with sap with the occasional birch scattered amongst,
& peaking from behind the wooded area and over the cliff, a sparkling pond with a steady current.
Chilly mornings, perfect afternoons, and mosquito filled evenings,
The days crawled by.
Time, nothing but time--to sit. do nothing. bask in God's creation.
129 book pages read, short naps, chapters of the Bible studied & quality chats with my love.
In between, the frequent clanging of pans to keep the bears at a distance.
I admired and gazed at my husband as he worked effortlessly to provide.
Chopping wood, attending the fire, cooking meals.
Surrounded by nothing but the beauty of God's creation, yet he was what caught my attention.
His work jeans sagging ever so slightly, biceps bulging with every swing of the axe.
Those sparling blue eyes and sweet cuddles around the fire. The married life.

With a new perspective, we journey on home.
To a bed that no longer seems as hard,
A life that needs to be weeded of distractions.
New understandings of our marriage,
& an appreciation of what we have {especially bathrooms and coffee}.
With a thankful heart. A renewed spirit.
We welcome back the idea of [home] in good ol' grand rapids.