2011-03-15

The Lake

There’s something about Lake Superior that draws me, much like the ocean. It makes me imagine stories of ships and sailors, of ship wrecks and people living along the lake. It makes me stand and think of the God that created it, and how huge He really is.

Visiting during the warmer weather we watch ships coming and going; some large Great Lakes ships, some smaller ones for the ocean. Some are leaving full of iron ore, low in the water, others are coming in empty, riding high.

This weekend I visited the lake with friends, and at this time things are covered in ice. The ice chunks had blown up against the mountain of ice along the shore, created by the breaking waves all winter. Large blocks floated and rolled with the waves, while the smaller ones piled up on each other. The wind was blowing the breaking ice out of the harbor and through the canal. The walls of the lighthouse on the pier were covered with strange designs of ice and the stairs were lost under the ice.  Sheets of it covered the walls of the canal.

During the night the wind blew the ice slabs out and all that was left was the mountain created by the waves. Far out you could vaguely see them on the horizon, along with a thin film of ice that had formed in places. Instead of big rolling waves, like the day before, the water was choppy.

Even though it’s much, much smaller than the ocean, you can’t tell when you’re standing at the shore. It makes you feel small, and insignificant, and makes you think wild thoughts.  Nothing controls the lake, except for the shoreline. And occasionally that’s not enough to governor it.

It’s wild, but at the same time soothing. It’s both predictable, with the waves coming in one after another, and unpredictable, like when it storms. It’s always cold, the temperature changes just 3 degrees over the season, and I think that adds the wild feeling. I sit in awe of the wild and awesome side of the God I serve.

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{Ug. Why won't conclusions write themselves?? I feel like this was a pretty abrupt ending.. but I couldn't figure out how to finish it better... suggestions??}





5 comments:

  1. For your conclusion, the last sentence you wrote was well done, just transition from the waves to how it reminds you of God and how you appreciate His awesome creation. You could begin the wrap up by talking about how you still love to be by the lake despite all the uncertainties you listed in your story -which is kind of like our faith; uncertain but certain at the same time... am I making any sense?

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  2. totally making sense! I like that idea... I might re-write it for my photography blog :)

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  3. I like this a lot, girl! Love the way you wrote, how I could imagine I was there. The ending does seem abrupt...I hate it when writing does that. :-/

    Know what else I love? I love that writing can be so descriptive, it draws pictures in your mind. Of course, I loved seeing the pictures in the post on your other blog, but you'd already drawn the picture for me. :) Beautiful.

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  4. One thing that really (yes, I just said that really,) stuck out to me was ice. You used the word eight times in two paragraphs. I understand there's a lot of it, but holy cow. Eight times is a bit excessive. :D

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  5. hahah, yes... I completely realized that, but I was having a hard time describing it any other way... there's not many synonyms for ice ;)

    Thanks Ruth Ann! That's my goal for my writing... and it's great to know that I'm accomplishing it sometimes :D

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