For months, I would look forward to our youth group retreat in the mountains of southern Kentucky. When the bus turned into the camp, my heart leapt. This was the place where my soul soared, the holy babbled under a crooked bridge, the divine rustled the grass. This was my thin place—where heaven ….
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This post appeared here first: Forward Day By Day – February 28, 2018
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