Mountain of the spring

There is a place down route 55 leaving Strasburg. About five miles on the left side of the road,on the mountain side. It's where we get our water. This journey takes place after Church, at Living Waters Fellowship in Winchester, VA. On that day we load up about thirty water jugs and head out.The drive to the church is beautiful. Out in the country, passing the birds singing their songs of the day. Seeing the apple and peach trees go through their bloom to ripen fruit. Going under the trees that shade the road. God is good. We get to our church and get the warm hugs from our brothers and sisters. And here the sermon from our pastor,which is always a good one. Then we head out to the spring. Down country roads winding and turning. We will stop and get a bite to eat at a country store along the way. They make our sub and we are off again. Down 55 passing over briges till we arrive at the foot of the mountain. We start driving up the side to reach the middle of our Lords awesome creation. Then we share the sub, waiting our turn to gather water, its not just our secret,people come all the way from DC to get water there,from all different walks of life. Its so peacefull there, the butterflies fluttering this time of year.The people gathering some kind of plant,Im guessing they eat it,then its our turn. We back up in, and start filling up,under the shade of the trees. We just want to stay there the rest of the day. But, we have babies at home, our doggies. So we journey back home doesn't have the same feeling, its like we leave something up there,we cant explain.