Summer swiftly passes and my bike is still hanging on hooks on the ceiling of the garage. This year I never made it to the Metroparks to get a sticker for my car. Last night I wanted to spend some time with the Lord and didn’t want to buy the sticker because summer is so near being gone. I had to find a new spot that didn’t require a pass.
I’ve kept my nose to the grindstone this summer until last Monday when our family vacation began. This week I head north to Barakel to push young people into the Lake… the Great Lake of God’s Love… Twice a day I will speak to them. My plan is to plunge them into Psalm 139. In the afternoon I will have the sun on my head and my feet in the water of Shear Lake. I’m planning some prayer walks and I’m longing to hear the call of the loon on the lake.
