Almost every year, beginning in my childhood, I have spent time in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan—usually in summer or fall. It is a beautiful place!
I have memories of fishing with my Dad and my brother. The fish were cleaned and served for dinner or sometimes breakfast.
Over the years we have picked strawberries, blueberries and wild thimble berries as a family.
Recently my siblings, brother-in-law and nephew spent a week with my husband and me at the old family farmhouse. We cleared an overgrown driveway—despite being attacked by swarms of mosquitos. It was hard work, but it was good. We enjoyed each other’s company and shared meals.
We found moments of relaxation and joy. We watched the gradual setting of the sun over a nearby lake. We discovered wildflowers in bloom.
There is so much beauty in the world God has created.
This past Sunday, we had reading from Psalm 19 at our church.
The heavens declare the glory of God, and the sky above proclaims his handiwork. Day to day pours out speech, and night to night reveals knowledge. Psalm 19:1-2