I had no idea what was in store for Nathan and I as we bumped down the country road to Ox Yoke Lake deep within the Ottawa National Forest. My videographer friend and I had the whole day off, and we figured spending part of it together shooting the sunrise would be a fun and profitable use of time.
While Nathan set up shop on a small beach on the lake, I ventured onto a large, forested peninsula that protruded out into the lake. Not knowing what to expect, I was delighted when the dense underbrush gave way to large patches of moss-like ground-cover surrounded by both living and dying spruce trees. The great abundance of dew-ridden spider webs and lichen-covered tree limbs added to the mystery of that unearthly place.
Day by day, and with each passing moment,
Strength I find to meet my trials here;
Trusting in my Father’s wise bestowment,
I’ve no cause for worry or for fear.
He, whose heart is kind beyond all measure,
Gives unto each day what He deems best,
Lovingly its part of pain and pleasure,
Mingling toil with peace and rest.
–Lina Sandell (1832-1903)