Writing stories to pass values from one generation to the next

A Visit Back to That Special Place

special place A Visit Back to That Special Place

A week ago, I was in Coeur d’Alene, Idaho, preparing to travel back home after a long weekend of equipping pastors and church planters. First, though, I was up early for a three-mile hike around Tubbs Hill downtown. My friend Scott had planted a church in Coeur d’Alene a number of years ago and was making sure our entourage saw the best of the city on this, his first return to that part of Idaho since being called back to Mississippi. For this early morning hike, however, it was just the two of us.

special placeWe stopped several times along the way to admire the scenery. We talked about our lives and the pending “only child” status of both of our homes as our older kids go to school and work. Suddenly, he became very quiet as he stopped in a clearing overlooking a cozy spot down a path in front of us.  He teared up and said, “You have no idea the number of times God spoke to me in that very spot.” This was a  special place he had not visited in over seven years.

My Special Place or Three

On the plane ride home later that day, I thought back to Scott’s special place. A song reminded me of a special place of my own. I continued to recall other places where the Lord had spoken specifically to me, holy places, if you will. And just as Scott shared his special place with me, I want to share a few of mine with you:

  1. Out on a Pier: There is a certain pier on San Pedro Island off the coast of Belize, Central America, where God gave me a very unexpected object lesson about walking with Him. Sunrise over the Caribbean is special enough in its own right but even more so when the Creator of that sunrise and that sea spoke in that still small voice inside of me.
  2. Out on a Ledge: At a high ropes course in Arkansas, on the edge of a platform high among the trees, God prompted me to take a literal “leap of faith” in preparation for the biggest life change I had encountered to that point in my life a couple of years later. (Read that full story in my book Stories from the Roller Coaster (of a Faith Life).
  3. Up on a Roof: On the flat concrete roof of a children’s home in Jacmel, Haiti, I realized that I had been so busy for so long that I had not stopped to think beyond the necessary in many months. During that week life slowed considerably up on that roof, and I gained a clarity that had been missing for far too long. The sunrises were cool and peaceful, the sunsets were stunningly beautiful, and the evenings were a world away up on that roof. The children have now moved into a new, more permanent home that I had a hand in building. The last time I was there, though, we passed the old house, and–just like with Scott on Tubbs Hill–the emotions of what God spoke to me in that special place came flooding back.

I have other special places, but we’ll stop our tour there. Where is your special place? Have you ever been overcome with emotion when you returned there?

Check out these other encouraging values storying posts:

What Faith Can Do

My Life Will Be a Statement

Lines in the Gravel (the title story)

About Al Ainsworth

Al Ainsworth is a values storyteller. He works with individuals, businesses, churches, and other organizations to pass along their values through the stories they tell…and re-tell.

Al is the author of Lines in the Gravel, Stories from the Roller Coaster (of a Faith Life), and the Coach Dave series. Subscribe to his email list for more values storying.

5 Replies

  1. Kathy Fewell

    My special place so to speak is outside any where early mornings seeing the sunrise. When I was younger and going through some really hard trials nights were very hard. Waking wach morning and see God’s beautiful amazing sunrises He always spoke to me that He is as sure as the sunrise and I could always trust and count on Him. And even to this day every sunrise brings me to tears and outbursts of songs of praise to God!!

    1. Kathy, I was just talking with someone this week about the hope that comes with the first signs of light for a brand new morning. I have always been more of a sunset person, but driving right into sunrises taking my son to school each morning has renewed by appreciation for how God speaks through sunrises, too.

  2. One of my special places to visit is the Fred W. Symmes Chapel (also known as “Pretty Place” because of its amazing view) located at YMCA Camp Greenville. The beauty of the open-air chapel is breathtaking and makes me feel the presence of God. The view lifts my spirits and never disappoints.

    1. Beautiful, Tom! Nothing like a mountain view, especially for someone like me who lives mostly among flat terrain. Thanks for sharing.

What do you think?