Calm Will Come

I’ve always been a water person. Growing up in Michigan predisposes a person to that with large bodies of water so accessible.

Being near water makes me feel like I can breathe more deeply, if only just for a moment.

I was standing on a dock the other morning, looking out at the lake (the Lord was kind to plant us in an area where the lake would do Michigan proud), and thinking about how still the water was.

Mornings bring about that stillness, but it was particularly noteworthy to me that day.

No matter what disturbances happen above or below the surface, no matter what gets thrown in or jumps out, the water of the lake will, eventually, settle itself back to calm.

How simple and how encouraging.

Calm will come.

And so, in case you need the reminder, it’s worth waiting for it because the stillness is beautiful.