Zion

The word has figurative meaning to me right now. I spent the weekend at Zion National Park with 40 friends. Although the travel part of it has left me weary, the experience was in many ways a preview of that other Zion.

I'm not sure if everyone who went will see at as dramatically as I do, but to me it was the first time we really were in the purest since. It wasn't about doing, but about being. We arrived at one milestone on this journey, and it just happend to be at a place called Zion.

For those who missed the weekend, I'm hoping and praying that Zion will be a season that lingers on for us all, not just a weekend that happened with a few of us.