We buzzed slowly up Loon Lake in little old Bombie
to our favorite deserted island,
pungent with the irresistible elixir of sun-baked sphagnum mossā¦
to spend the afternoon alone
together
Well, not quite aloneā¦the beach was rather crowded with these miniature frogsā¦
and there definitely were onlookers who viewed us with suspicion for having come to spoil their repose.
But otherwise, we had the world to ourselves.
And I couldn’t help reflecting, why us, here, nowā¦
At leisure to enjoy such beautyā¦ (and such reflections!)
I donāt have the answers except to know that it is all of grace,
and I am grateful.
–LS
He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for us allāhow will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things? Rom.8:32