Then we will no longer be infants, tossed back and forth by the waves, and blown here and there by every wind of teaching and by the cunning and craftiness of men in their deceitful scheming.
(Ephesians 4:14 NIV)
| “Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.” (Mathew 7:24-27)|
Over the weekend my husband and I took a drive along the western shoreline; we had no plan, just go wherever the wind blows us..The winds blew us all the way up to the Sleeping Bear Dunes along the coast of Lake Michigan. *As a true Michigander will always do, I am now holding up my left hand and pointing to the pinkie so you know where this is located in the state.*
With my husband being Chippewa, (his grandfather was the chief back in the 50's)
Aamjiwnaang First Nation (Chippewas of Sarnia) He grew up hearing the legend of the Sleeping Bear Dunes...
Long ago a great famine had spread over the land. Longingly, a mother bear and two famished cubs walked the shore on the Wisconsin side, gazing wistfully across the great lake at Michigan, which in those days was the land of plenty (as it is today). Finally hunger overcame their timidness and the bears launched out, trying to swim to Michigan. As they got closer and closer to the Michigan shore, the mother's words of encouragement urged on the weary cubs. When only twelve miles from the land of plenty, the mother's heart was rent as she saw a babe sink and drown. With the remaining cub she struggled to gain the beach. Two miles of slow dragging and the second of her beloved cubs also perished.
The mother reached the beach, alone, and crept to a resting place where she lay down facing the restless waters that covered her lost ones. As she gazed, two beautiful islands slowly rose to mark the graves of the cubs. The Great Spirit Manitou created two islands (North and South Manitou Islands) to mark the spot where the cubs disappeared and then created a solitary dune to represent the faithful mother bear.
This picture of the Sleeping Bear dune, as it appeared years ago (actual date unknown), shows its striking resemblance to a sleeping bear. Today, the vegetation in the vicinity has changed markedly, and the resemblance is less obvious. In particular, trees now block the view from several angles.
Sleeping Bear Dunes
~voted as America's most beautiful place~
This bench is very strategically placed behind this tree. The constant wind literally stings your face with very course sand making it impossible to look out onto the water for very long!
(hence the reference to sand in my teeth) Protective clothing is a must when visiting the dunes!
|This guy keeps getting in my shots...... ^|
Hope you enjoyed my photos..(more to come soon)