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Monday Meditation: Crazy Love in Northern Michigan

July 25, 2011 By Sandra Heska King

We are “up north” again.

We’ve come to pick up my son’s car, left here since his honeymoon when he crashed it.

(I still plan to post some wedding pictures. Here’s a peek.)

 

We’ve decided to make a weekend out of it.

Friday Night Live has taken over Front Street in Traverse City, and we wander up and down the street, stop to listen to jazz and country performers.

We sip fresh-squeezed lemonade and sample grape leaves and spinach wraps, and I buy a Lake Michigan Unsalted hoodie and a couple bamboo-soy T’s.

I sneak some conversation snaps for The High Calling’s Photoplay prompt.

We marvel at some hollyhocks, and Dennis tells me that they once surrounded our now-deceased barn, and I make note to plant some next to the garage.

 

On Saturday we delight in the quaint little town of Alden. I’ve lived here most of my life and never heard of it.

 

It’s a little village nestled next to Torch Lake, said to be National Geographic’s pick for the third most beautiful lake in the world.

Surely that’s true, because the water reminds us of the Caribbean.

 

We drive around to the south tip of the lake (it’s 18 miles long and the longest inland lake in Michigan) and walk out into the clearest water ever.

I linger behind Dennis, fascinated by chicken-wire scintillations created as the sun reflects on the sand through the gentle waves. We go maybe a third of a mile out, and the water is not even up to my neck. Further out, though, the deep blue signals the deep.

Later that evening we ride bikes–18 miles he pushes me–on the Leelanau Trail through woods and country, past old barns and a red schoolhouse and a trail-side treehouse. We try to identify the green scents and peppery fragrances. We fight off deer flies.

 

And on Sunday morning, we find ourselves afoot in the Sand Lakes Quiet Area.

We’re surrounded by green and silence.

 

Not even a bird song until we go deep.

Dennis walked this path years ago while I was in conference meetings, and he saw a porcupine just off to his right.

So we tread slow.

But there’s just us and tiny butterflies and little green worms and blue dragonflies and a couple breaking camp next to one of the lakes.

And I am sad to miss the third week of sermons that reflect on Crazy Love.

But I’ve experienced it this “up north” weekend.

 

His art, His handiwork, and His creation all echo the truth that He is glorious. ~Francis Chan in Crazy Love

Thursday note: I’m linking this post up with Faith Barista Bonnie who asks “How Are You Finding Beauty in Everyday Life?” Because for me it’s stopping. It’s opening my eyes to colors and angles and the artistry of His creation and capturing those images with my almost-big-girl-camera. Every day.

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  1. Bob Scotney says

    July 27, 2011 at 1:58 am

    I am always struck by the red barns and houses I see on my trips to Michigan. I see that you managed to catch a chalk fronted corporal dragonfly and a pearl crescent butterfly which I also photographed and posted on my blog.

    • Sandra says

      July 29, 2011 at 12:08 am

      Oh, the names. You know the names! And I’ve taken a peek at your photos. Awesome! Thanks for coming by, Bob.

  2. Megan Willome says

    July 27, 2011 at 8:04 am

    So beautiful! I’ve never been to Michigan, but your pictures make me want to go.

    • Sandra says

      July 29, 2011 at 12:12 am

      Come! And we’re the only state where one can give directions on one’s hand. 🙂

  3. Michelle DeRusha says

    July 27, 2011 at 8:05 am

    So grateful for this rejuvinating journey through north Michigan this morning — what a lovely trip (aside from the deer flies). And that red schoolhouse (?) is a classic — I would love a framed photo of that hanging cheerily in my kitchen!

    • Sandra says

      July 29, 2011 at 12:14 am

      That could be arranged. 🙂

  4. Cindee Snider Re says

    July 27, 2011 at 8:40 am

    So incredibly beautiful, Sandra! Your photos are lush and vibrant and so full of summer. Your words drew me in and held me and refreshed me as I traveled through the weekend with you, leaving me standing still lingering with the butterfly in the tall grass. Gorgeous image! Thank you for a wonderful start to this long-awaited rainy day in Wisconsin.

    • Sandra says

      July 29, 2011 at 12:15 am

      Reaching my arms out across the lake. Big hug.

  5. Jen says

    July 27, 2011 at 8:41 am

    Your pictures and your words are beautiful. This crazy love that God gives us…amazing, wonderful. My prayer is that all would know this kind of crazy love is for everyone.

    • Sandra says

      July 29, 2011 at 12:17 am

      Thank you, Jen, and amen!

  6. S. Etole says

    July 27, 2011 at 11:06 am

    I like what your eyes see and your words taking me places I will never go.

    • Sandra says

      July 29, 2011 at 12:17 am

      😀 😀

  7. Shaunie Friday says

    July 29, 2011 at 12:09 pm

    “So we tread slow.” Oh to be in such a place where treading slow is possible! What a lovely weekend you had–thank you for sharing it here–LOVE the butterfly picture!!

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