I swung my bare feet back and forth, trying to balance on the tower of the speedboat as it dashed on top of the lake. The air oscillated between warm and cold spurts as we maneuvered behind and in-between mountains. It was a game of hide and seek, where we hid behind and explored new crevices. As we rounded a mountain, stretched out before us was a deathly still lake. There were no ripples; it lay undisturbed. Gathering speed and momentum, we broke the water. We glided effortlessly as on ice, leaving behind a flood of ripples. The rugged mountains enclosed us on either side, expanding perpetually. Words fail, it was beautiful. Before us was astounding evidence of intelligent design etched into creation. I was in awe, all that came to mind was the thought: what awesome majesty.
As we gathered round the campfire later that night and sang songs of praise, my mind kept throbbing with the verse:
“When I consider Thy heavens, the work of Thy fingers, the moon and the stars, which Thou hast ordained; What is man, that Thou art mindful of him? and the son of man, that Thou visitest him?” Psalms 8:3 KJV.
It was a gorgeous weekend filled with sun, canoeing, singing round the campfire hanging out with friends. Could anything possibly have been better? God is simply awesome.