The Great Outdoors

I had the privilege this weekend to take a day to drive up to Duluth/Superior and visit one of my oldest friends. He lives and works at a camp that is located on over 700 acres of pure wilderness, right on Lake Superior. Needless to say, it was wonderful for so many reasons! We got to catch up on the past few months of our lives, laugh, play games, and explore. Something about walking down a frozen river when all you can see before you is pure white snow that hasn't even been touched reminds me of how much bigger this world is than my small worries. It would seem God likes to remind us that the world doesn't revolve around us.

The best part of our day was on that walk on the river--at the end of which was a small beach on Lake Superior. I had never been there before in the winter, so I was surprised to see that against the beach, the water had frozen in multiple yards of enormous ice waves. Each wave acted like a cliff, and the ice from the lake was breaking up against the "cliffs" created hundreds of feet of piles of ice shards. The sound that this created was incredible. I know I'm not explaining it well, so here's a few photos:


It truly was a relaxing and fun-filled day--I am so grateful for every time I get to spend with him, and for every conversation we wind up having. Thanks, B! I love you.