Camping Bliss

        

        

        Wading through a shallow creek I watched my boyfriend Kyler leading the way. Our comfy sweatpants hiked up as the rippling water chilled our legs and sparkled in the sunlight. Far away to the west, the Sawtooth mountains towered high above us. I just couldn't stop smiling. It can't get much better than this. 

        But life isn't always sparkling creeks and gorgeous views. An hour before this moment I was in the car being thrown around by the bumpy dirt roads. We had been searching for the perfect spot to go camping with our friends, but everywhere we looked was packed with people. In search of isolation, we continued our rough car ride for a few hours. 

        Stepping out into the clearing surrounded by looming pine trees and the gentle sound of the creek, the miserable car ride seemed to melt away. We unpacked our things and set out to explore the area before our friends joined us. Through the marsh, over logs, and into the creek we went. With our pants hiked up high, we enjoyed every second... I wonder if we hadn't endured the painful car ride to find that perfect spot, stepping out into the woods to enjoy God's creation might have felt less rewarding.