Take Five | Mini Retreat - GAZING: The Artist is Present

This morning I was up at 6a and in Lake George at 7a to swim. But, before I got in the water, I sat in an Adirondack chair and gazed at the amazing flat water, noticing the sun peeking over the mountains, and hearing the loon's eerie, yet comforting call traveling over the waters. I said a prayer of thanks and then jumped into the clear calm water. When was the last time you just sat and gazed at something of beauty, at Jesus in another?