That morning as I walked to the historic fishing lodge for my last breakfast, I was mesmerized by the stillness of the lake. The winds from the evening before had calmed and I was overcome with regret that I had not gotten up an hour earlier to take out the kayak on the beautiful waters.
Unfortunately, I had missed some fabulous morning meditation. Instead of getting up early, I had awaken with enough time to eat breakfast and meet the 7:45 a.m. pontoon boat ride back to civilization.
The night before we had stayed up late around the campfire roasting marshmallows and telling stories, and so I had set my alarm a little later than usual this morning. Alas, I missed my last paddle on that velvety mirror.
Psalm 143:5 … I meditate on all your works and consider what your hands have done. (NIV)
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These thoughts were written while I was at a remote float-in/fly-in fishing lodge in Quebec. Although #QuebecOriginal and Pourvoirie Seigneurie du Triton were my hosts, all my opinions are my own.
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