.The sun leaves a lingering feeling of summer on my skin. The memory of the mountains and a indescribable love flashes in my mind. I can't help but miss the thin air of Buena Vista. The air that filled my lungs as I yawned from exhaustion from long days of cleaning. The air that was full of hope and joy. Oh, how I miss seeing Your face in the mountains. Seeing your plans untangle in the campers hearts. Feeling your strength as it lifted my new family and I up to serve you. Then a cold wind comes and tickles me on the back of my neck, bringing me back to reality. My mind shifts from the memory of a summer filled with joy, to a winter filled with worry. Remind me of your strength. Help me to find the hope and joy I once found so easy to have in you. I ask that you take my stress and aches of pain in my heart and keep them. Let me hear your whisper. Help me to recognize your unconditional and unmatchable love. You are the candle to my darkness.