On the map, Possum Kingdom Lake looks like a large dragon sprawled out in at least three directions with a coiling tail which is the Brazos River. P.K. Is a deep, cold lake shaped in the early 1940’s from canyons near the river bed. It supports a wealth of wildlife, including birds, fish, deer, and audads, a curly horned “sheep” that looks like a goat.

In the summer, the lake is alive with boaters, fishermen(and women), skiers, swimmers, rock divers and just plain vacationers. Not many people live year-round near the lake, which makes it very quiet in February. Sitting on the deck overlooking the lake seems like witnessing a primeval landscape, even though there are modern houses on two sides, the lake stretches out before and I watch a small flock of ducks swim back and forth, and I marvel at how they can handle the cold water. From certain angles from the deck I see only water and cliffs and unimproved land. It’s as if I’m witnessing a stage in creation itself. In Proverbs, the Person of Wisdom says about witnessing creation: I was there when He set the heavens in place, when He marked out the horizon on the face of the deep. . . and when He marked out the foundations of the earth. Then I was constantly by His side. I was filled with delight day after day, rejoicing in His presence, rejoicing in His whole world and delighting in mankind. (Proverbs 8:27-31)

It amazes me that the delight in creation still exists on our earth. It’s as if there is a veneer of despair surrounding earth, sky, water and air in the minds of many, but beneath the despair there truly exists the indescribable joy of all of these, still renewed from creation itself. From the only true “Good” in the universe, the six days of creation were undiluted goodness: God saw all that He had made, and it was very good. (Genesis 1:31) For an omniscient and omnipotent God, His project, that pleased Him well and brought Him joy, must have some of His own character about it, for us to be able to share the joy and recognize His hand in the sky, water, air and land that He designed.

I believe that the sweetness that God Himself experienced at producing life on Earth, is still available to His creatures, and, in fact, that He intends it to be available. It doesn’t require a lake in February to share His delight in mankind. A chair by a window , with a Bible on your lap, can take you there as well, just remembering His joy at creation.

Love in Him,

Prue