Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Finding my Happy Place in the Darkest Days

Tonight, I was reading through my old journals as I randomly do every once in a while.  I came across a conversation I had with the Lord back in 2011 that I really liked:

I'm siting at [Y] Park right now and it's just as peaceful and relaxing as I remember it.  You and I had some good talks right here at this park, Lord.  It's a beautiful day out, too so I'm just sitting here in my old usual spot with the windows down.  If I ever need to go to my "happy place," I think this should be it.  Not because I was always happy here.  I used to come here on some of the darkest days of my life.  But I met God here.  There is peace here.  Will you meet me here now, Lord?  I really don't even feel like I need to ask because I know You're already here.  I just know.

I love that.  I used to sit in my car at that very park almost every day.  Sometimes I would write. Sometimes I would read.  Sometimes I would listen to a program on the Christian radio station. Other days, I just sat in silence and watched the clouds go by.  There was nothing special about that park, in particular.  There was no beautiful landscaping.  The walking trail was old and cracked.  In fact, there was a big rain gutter right by the area where I always parked.  But for me, it is my happy place. Although I could meet with the Lord at any time and place, that corner spot in the parking lot over by the soccer field was special to me.

I think I'd like to visit there again sometime soon.