Pure Serenity

There have been several times in my life that I have been overwhelmed by the beauty of this natural world around me. My week on the Quebec tundra was one of those times and places that will forever be stored in my mind’s “special memories movie theater section.”

One night in particular drew me so close to the heavens that I thought God would soon send a chariot of fire to transport me to heaven. I can’t really explain it with words. To get the full impact you would of had to of been there. I’ll try my best to paint you a word picture, but probably will not do the experience justice.

Late one evening around midnight I was feeling very melancholy, thinking about my dad. Our tent was located on a finger of rocks and trees jutting out into this pristine unnamed lake. I quietly walked from the tent trying not to wake the others. To my left was a small inlet (cove) with several huge boulders strewn about the shoreline. I sat on one of those big rocks, as the ever so slight breeze transported the sweet unspoiled smell of my surroundings into my flared nostrils. You could almost taste the evening! There was no need for a flashlight as the Aurora-Borealis was putting on a show never before seen by mankind. This was for me, created for my pleasure. Blues, greens, yellows, pinks, white and colors I had never before experienced danced above my head. Moving , changing shape, pulsating with a life of its own, as it reflected the ice fields from earth.

Wow! Could it get any better than this? I was at the brink of tears as I contemplated the 8th. Psalms: “Oh Lord our Lord how majestic is your name in all the earth, You have set your glory above the heavens!” vs.3 ” When I consider Your heavens, the work of your fingers, the moon and the stars, which you have set in place, what is man that you care for him?” Chills ran up and down my spin, as a pack of wolves started a serenade on the distant hills. Back and forth the ancient “howling” ritual reverberated over the landscape of the wolves “home turf.” What an experience! I couldn’t have choreographed it any better than this truly magnificent display of Gods creative touch. I could sense my dads presence, as I embraced the moment, as one would a precious gift.

Some go to museums, and concerts halls, and Broadway in search of that special creative touch that stirs the soul. Thats ok! I once traveled to Toronto Canada to see the “Phantom of the Opera,” and admit my spirit was moved by the performance. But I have yet to see a man-made “anything” that can compare to the marvelous natural beauty of Gods handiwork. And to think its free for our viewing enjoyment! What a deal!


3 Responses to “Pure Serenity”

  1. I love the Northern Lights. They’re one of my favorite parts of living in Northern Michigan.

  2. John Piippo says:

    Hi Mike – did you take that picture? Irregardless, it’s phenomenal!

  3. Phillip says:

    Great post!

    The outdoors is the greatest chapel there is. To experience its grandeur is to be awed indeed.