Painting Revelation Blog

Lake Michigan

Since we live on the east side of Lake Michigan we experience the full force of winds blowing across the water from Illinois. The last few days we watched whitecaps erupt in the bluegreen and then march onto the beach, eroding sand, dislodging beach grass, gouging the shoreline and depositing sand in bars off shore. Yesterday I noticed how the deep basin of water formed between the sandbar and the shore was much calmer than the shallows. There was room for the waves to go down instead of breaking into a froth on the surface.

This morning as I sat in the hot tub the wind was still swirling in the tree tops. But the squirrel’s nest I wrote about in the previous entry was hardly swaying. The squirrel had built its home in the very top of a sassafras surrounded by taller, broader trees. The white oak, the maple, the shagbark hickories were being whipped by the wind but the little sassafras nest held steady.

We need to go deep to survive the storms. We need to surround ourselves with people, ideas, books, prayers, music, vistas—whatever we can find that is taller and broader, stronger and more deeply rooted than our present perspective. These are turbulent times but there are choices we can make to minimize the chaos and enhance our sense of security. Nothing can separate us from the love of God. No one can snatch us out of his hand.

(BTW—the cardinal babies hatched yesterday)

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