I’m headed back to Mount Sequoyah today, the retreat center that inspired the song. And, I’m heading back to see many of the very people that inspired the song, actually. One of our group of friends, Larry Norman, has orchestrated a reunion of sorts, and many of our old gang are up there all this week…some for just a day or two. I’m going up tomorrow, and heading home Friday morning…
And as I prepared to head out, it strikes me how weird it is to actually be living out something I wrote about in the song:
And if we never meet again, we wonder how we’ll cope,
So trust reunion’s not in vain, and in this trust keep hope.
May the seasons change, then back again, allowing me to see
All the friends and smiling faces that become like family.
Should be interesting, going back to see those good friends. Haven’t seen many of them since the day I wrote the song all those years ago.
It’s Spring at Sequoyah now. Haven’t ever been there in the Spring. Like the song says, we always went in October. But Spring is good. I bet it’s beautiful right now.
Many seasons have changed. And back again too. We’re all older. We have moved on with our lives, just as the song predicts. Still, though, it’s a good thing to keep up with old friends, you know? The older I get, the more valuable and rare they seem.
I’ll let you know how it goes.