RWhen I was a little girl in Delaware, we lived next to an expansive forest. It was mysterious with its dark shadows and beams of light that found their way through the leaves. I was intrigued by the enormity of the forest and felt free and alive there. I remember the lullaby of birds as they sang out their melody and the breeze as it sifted through my hair. I can still hear the crackle of branches when I would veer off the path, the smell of pine and the texture of tree bark. It was my secret place where God held me and now He lives in my heart.