One of my favorite places

Everybody out there has at one time or another looked to find solitude from the stresses of the world. When there seems to be nowhere to run, and there's a new problem to tackle at every turn, I look to God for direction. I may not be the best follower or the best listener, but I try. Some people look for him in a church. I've found him when life has been the hardest, sometimes in some unusual places.

One of the most memorable was on a cross-country flight alone in a Cessna 150. I lost my way on the last leg of the trip, but with a lot of prayer, I found the river and followed it home.

Now that I am older, I find that the best place to find him is on a long stretch of beach. Somewhere out there in the roar of the surf, I feel his presence and know that everything is going to be okay.