My Own Sacred Grove

I went camping this past weekend outside of Seaside Oregon with some friends. With so much weighing heavily on my heart and mind, I made frequent visits alone into the wilderness where I was able to find my own "Sacred Grove". It was here that I was able to read my scriptures, ponder and pray. I grew up in Oregon, and though I haven't been back since I was a little child, it all seems so familiar to me. I was reminded, amazed and humbled at the beauty of this world that our Heavenly Father has created for us.
What an incredible opportunity it was to reconnect with my Heavenly Father and to feel his love. Even amidst the whirlwind that is my life at the present, I was able to feel his comfort. I echoed the words of another when I thought to myself "Lord, how is it done?" I am amazed at how the spirit can calm our souls in times of trial.
I couldn't think of a better "reading room" in which to ponder the scriptures. I wish I could sit by the creekbed everyday and study.

I was amazed the beauty that surrounded me. These beautiful bell-shaped flowers were everywhere.

As I trekked further down the trail, I felt small in this universe as I noticed all creatures, great and small.

I even managed to carry on a conversation with this chipmunk who kept coming closer. I would speak, and then he would respond. It was quite magical...and humorous.

I even took notice of the many snakes on the trail. This is one of my little buddies that I almost stepped on.

This ain't Hawaii!

I had only been in Portland for a few days when some friends dragged me up to Moulton falls. I nearly had a heart attack when I hit the water.

This ain't Hawaii, thats for sure. I jumped in once and was done for the day.

Mattbob, Crystal and Me.