The moment you begin to delight in beauty,
your heart and mind are raised.
Great are the works of the LORD,
they are pondered by all who delight in them.
Psalm 111:2 NIV
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This spot has been my first glimpse of Seneca Lake,
coming from Barnesville,
since I was a child.
During one particularly difficult time in my senior year of high school,
I skipped art class and headed to Seneca Lake in my cherished 69 Mustang.
I was deeply troubled.
I pulled over at this spot, got out, and breathed in the lake and feasted on its beauty.
I was contemplating suicide,
though not at that specific moment--
more of a way out in the near future.
But God spoke to me through that lake
and the lush countryside
of my beloved southeastern Ohio hills.
I sensed that I too was one of His works
and to destroy me was to dishonor Him.
I went back to school for the rest of the afternoon
and back to making sense of my life.
And the art teacher?
Bless her heart! She never told on me!
I really didn't need getting in trouble
at that point.
(She knew I was having a tough time.)
I was 17.
I am now 58
and I still love that spot.