I have been content
to be here in the mountains.
Watching, walking, writing.
What a gift to get away,
to hold solitude.
To sleep and wake in
this holy place,
this cabin of memories.
I am not alone.
I am surrounded by the saints.
Beth A. Richardson — Worship Nerd, Musician, Writer, Photographer, Friend of Dogs
6 thoughts on “This Holy Place”
Loved this, Beth, and I also loved Taking Root. Hope you are doing well…😍
I am doing very well. Thank you for asking. Have you got your new one yet? Thinking of you.
This is lovely! Our family is heading to the mountains for a family reunion next week…you make me long for it!!
Traveling mercies to you and the family. ❤️
Chills, Beth. When I think of being there while looking at your pictures and reading your words, I can almost smell the sage, the pine, the fireplace, the cinnamon in the kitchen; feel the heat of the sun as morning turns to afternoon; and the chill as it changes back again; see those stars as they blanket us in that glorious night sky; hear the owls that you and Jenni became so acquainted with. Thank you for the experience, Darlin’.
Love this, Beth!