Did you ever attend a church camp? Maybe the cabins were primitive or the mosquitoes relentless. But there’s something about being in the woods, beside a lake, or camping in the mountains that often opens our hearts to the Lord. Only heaven knows how many young people have dedicated their lives to Christ after hearing the Gospel around a campfire while the crickets chirped and the frogs sang in the distance.

Even now, adventurers young and old find some of their best times in prayer along mountain trails or while occupying a cabin in the woods. Those less adventurous enjoy reading their Bibles on the seaside balcony of their hotels as the waves rise and crash to shore.

If we have the opportunity to vacation in the mountains, along the coast, or in the desert, let’s take our Bibles. If we can’t travel, let’s find a park bench or backyard swing. When we’re surrounded with God’s creation, we find it natural to do as Jesus did—to withdraw to the Lord and pray.

God writes his gospel, not in the Bible alone, but in tress, and flowers, and clouds, and stars.
Martin Luther