A haven in the middle of Kansas

Tonight, we are camped at Wilson Lake State Park, somewhere in the middle of Kansas. 

So gorgeously beautiful.

So often, the journey is the destination.  Oh Lord, keep my eyes and ears open to SEE and  HEAR and experience Your treasures along the way.  After leaving KC and Nick (sniff) my eyes were focused on Colorado  .......and low and behold, there was Wilson Lake State Park in the middle of Kansas.

As we traveled over hill 'n dale through Kansas, headed toward Colorado, I had no idea there would be such a beautiful place to enjoy along the way.   Early afternoon we pulled into Wilson State Park, and into a campsite that viewed the lake from all sides. Hardly any campers.....so peaceful and quiet.  As soon as we put the parking break on......... the dogs were in the water chasing tennis balls, Kai had her bathing suit on, Jack was soaked from head to toe throwing rocks in the lake....and the adults were enjoying the sunshine, stretching their legs, and doing their very best to keep track of the kiddos and doggies.

Though this lake is in the middle of Kansas, ...it reminds me so much of my childhood days, camping at Lake Mead, Lake Powell ---blue lake,  rocks, reddish sand, and warm winds. By far, my most favorite childhood memories............

As the sun was beginning to set,  Abby fixed a yummy salad, Keith grilled up some chicken,  Derek gave Jack a bath, and  Kai & I took a 1/2 mile hike on the Dakota trail.  She jabbered the whole way, talking about buffalo and mountain lions and flies. Yes flies, there were lots of them. As the sun dipped into the lake, we hiked and talked, and my heart was as warm as the glow across the lake.

Now, as I type, the wind continues to blow, and the stars are ohsobright against the dark-night sky. The big dipper is radiant, right on the horizon.

 We are all tucked into our beds. Ready for a good night's rest.

God bless you Nick as you head to IHOP to pray the nightwatch....and sweet dreams to all.