Welcome to Mount Hermon

22 10 10 20:29 Filed in: My Life | Reflections
Joan and I honeymooned here; Suzanne has lived and worked here; Matt called it his happiest place on earth. Mount Hermon has always been a special place for our family. And this week I am here again. This visit coincides with a midweek adult conference, largely populated by retired folks, most of whom are older than me. They are retired, but they haven’t quit. Mount Hermon offers an optional redwood canopy tour, their impressive version of a zip-line adventure that provides an unusual view of the redwoods from higher than I choose to be; several older and less ground-hugging seniors took advantage of it. Personally I prefer to look up at the redwoods rather than down on them.

The conference is over now, and it is quiet here. Mount Hermon is again fulfilling its role as a personal retreat, a place to listen to God. Even for a retired guy, the busyness of life can easily drown out the quiet voice of the Lord, and listening is good. Listening, in fact, was one of the goals for this trip, and that goal is being met. These last three days of enjoying the worship, fellowship, and messages of the conference helped to sharpen my hearing as I enjoy some quiet hours with the Lord.

When they were kids, Matt and Suzanne used to watch eagerly for the “Welcome to Mount Hermon” sign on Conference Drive that told them we had arrived. The sign is still there, and I have sensed the welcome from the One who created the redwoods. It’s quiet, but He is here. And He is not silent.
Happy
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