The Lake Was Sighing
The lake was sighing.
We have had a string of hot days where the heat and humidity have made even early sunrise walks feel sticky and ugh.
The heat warmed the water and storm fronts affected the air pressure leading to a few massive, damaging downpours for the area.
But even with the rain, it didn’t change the feel on the skin, the pressure of the air, or the warming of the water.
It felt like a tension, a knotting, a tightening.
And then, a change. The air cooled. The humidity dropped. A soft breeze blew.
Thursday morning......58° when I went out. Dry air. Almost made me wish I wore some long sleeves. Almost... but no.
A fog emerged on the surface of the lake. Cooler, drier air meeting warm surface waters.
Official terms for it - evaporative fog, steam fog, or lake steam. But those seem far from what it looked or felt like.
It was releasing, unclenching, moving, even dancing. Breathing.
The lake was sighing.
And so was I
Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest.
Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it.
Learn the unforced rhythms of grace.
—Matthew 11:28 (MSG)
A few glimpses from around the lake this morning:
And then Scout and me as we got back to the car…
Grace, Peace, Love, Hope, and Joy,
Ed
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