at water's edge

There's something beautiful in realizing how small we truly are.

One of my favorite psalms (and probably also many others' favorites) is Psalm 23.
"He leads me beside quiet waters."

What is something that makes Chicago a unique city?
What is something that makes Northwestern a unique campus?

Lake Michigan.

I wasn't even present in this picture, but I love it. Featuring Moobs, Crystal, and Franklin

Why does this lake bring me so much comfort?

Maybe how I can't even make even a single wave stop or start, yet this vast expanse of water seems to do both so effortlessly.

Possibly the fact that nothing I can do will ever change this water - that this lake has been this way before my grandparent's time and will remain so after my grandchildren pass away.

It's either infinitely scary or infinitely relieving knowing the truth that we are not in control.