I wasn't sure I would have another day this season as beautiful and calm as this one, so I went for another solitary boat ride. It proved better than I expected. God showed up. I became very nostalgic. The memory of these little hills rising up out of the Lake got me through my last year in the seminary. So many other fond memories of people and times kept coming up. The sun finally coaxed me home.
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