Walking on Thin Ice

To quote the boy in A Christmas Story, "I can't put my arms down". BRR! 

Living in Michigan, I thought I had experienced the most of what the lakes had to offer; the ability to cool off on a hot day, playing in the sand and building sand castles, and playing in the waves before a storm hits. However, living by Lake Michigan allowed me to experience something I had never done nor I thought was possible.

One February Sunday(very cold) afternoon after church, my boyfriend and I ventured out to Holland for a day of winter fun and to experience something he promised he would take me to do before the snow melted. We walked downtown Holland, admiring the ice sculptures on the sidewalks and window shopped. We enjoyed Froyo before venturing off to Tunnel Park to see the waves before the sun set. 

Walking out of the tunnel, the view was breath taking. As we descended, it was hard to take in everything around us. How could something so huge become frozen? I was in awe. And the thrill of walking on “thin” ice was incredible.

 And to look at the shore, and feel small.

We are small in the world. A simple wave in the ocean. Frozen in the daily routine. Maybe it is time people stop and take time to walk on thin.