I hope I get the chance to go here one day. It would be quite an experience.
When I first went there a number of years back, the amphitheater was still in
place in the grove. Though not used in October when we were there, I recalled
its significance to my sister, who participated in the pageant in the
1950's. So I was glad to get to see it, and in my mind's eye, imagine
the large numbers of pageant participants who had sat on those seats for morning
devotionals and had their testimonies magnified. We walked around a bit under
the trees, wondering if we were stepping on the exact spot where Joseph knelt in
prayer. That's impossible to determine, of course.I've gone back
a number of times; the amphitheater was no longer in the grove. Instead, a more
intimate series of trails and benches allowed for visitors to sit, read, ponder,
and pray silently or in small groups. That experience is in many ways more
meaningful than the previous large group ones, and shows wisdom for the decision
to make the adjustments. Testimony is a personal thing.
I got a chance to go there with my parents and siblings several years ago. It
is a beautiful and sacred spot. What I think I appreciated the most was that,
with the exception of the sign and history of the grove posted at the entrance
(or thereabouts), there were no markers, no plaques inside the grove trying to
insist or suggest that this was the spot young Joseph knelt. And of course we
don't know where exactly the vision took place -- near that tree, or by
that rock. But just to wander about and feel that indeed something unique and
glorious took place somewhere among-st these quiet, but testifying trees.
I have been there too. Your description is spot on.