Saturday I decided to take myself on a hike. Because I don't often do things completely alone, I chose to go on a trail I had previously explored. I estimated my journey would take an hour to reach the falls. I had it all planned out; one hour there, 20 minutes for a snack, and a one hour hike back to be in the car and home by 2pm. (I'm a J, can't you tell! 

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Drowning out the noise around me I packed my things and headed back down the trail. Just over the first hill, I noticed it was peaceful again, I could hear myself think and the quiet voice of the Father, "I love you." As I heard the voice I happened to glance down at the path. There at my feet lay a small acorn with it's shell cracked in half. The center of it was shaped like a heart. This was the second time I felt the Lord give me a tangible sign of His love for me.