Sometimes…several consecutive attempts to get away for refreshment can be thwarted. My attitude is bruised, and life looks dark. With a few defeats, the value of the reward fades, and the energy to try again evades me.
Then, according to His good time, an opportunity arises. I can again soak in the glory of what He has made.
So, by force of will, I go. And when I return, hope surges through me, steady and strong like a river.