“Dread not any result of implicit obedience to His command; fear not the angry waters which, in their proud insolence, forbid your progress. Above the voices of many waters, the mighty breakers of the sea, ‘the Lord [remains] King forever.’ A storm is only as the outskirts of His robe, the symptom of His advent, the environment of His presence.”

—F. B. Meyer

The morning after an unbelievable storm on Lake Erie. For years, I have heard stories about the storms out on this lake but had never been in the middle of one. I knew something had to give. The day was super hot and a cold front was approaching fast! Run for shelter, right? But we didn’t, I didn’t. Instead, we hung out here until the very last minute—until the updraft took our breath away and the lightening sent us running for the house and for the sun porch of the B&B where we were staying in Leamington, Canada. A memory that won’t be easily forgotten.