More green than the sky: A July beach day

A few weeks ago, our little family of four made plans with my father- and sister-in-law for an early Saturday morning at the Lake. When we arrived in the eight o'clock hour, it was breezy, in the low seventies. At this particular beach and time of day, we had our pick of spots; only a few families were there before us. I chose a spot pretty close to the water and Coop dumped out his new beach toys out of his mesh bag and got busy building and digging. Soon enough, Nicholas, who had been parking the truck, and my SIL and FIL joined us.

We snacked, we played in the (relatively comfortably warm) water of Lake Michigan, we played in the sand with Coop and snuggled Finn.

The water was that bright gradient of blue, just a bit more green than the sky.

And we blinked and realized four hours had passed. It was the best kind of morning. Thank you, Lord for the Great Lakes, their beauty, and for how small they make me feel (oh, how big, You are)!

How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I would count them, they are more than the sand. I awake, and I am still with you. Psalm 139:17-18