I’m really not sure what we were thinking when we said we should go on a canoe trip. Actually, when I said we should go on a canoe trip.
Two people, seemingly completely alone out on the lakes of ontario, with only a map and a compass to find our way.
Although I realized that this is what the world would see.
“You’re crazy!!” they would say.
And we probably are.
But I know now that is was God who compelled us to go. And oh we were not alone.
It sometimes felt lonely being on lakes where no cabins were and it seemed to be just us and the animals.
“What would you do if something happened to you out there?” the world would also say.
And like this thought didn’t cross my mind, it did, but oh did the Lord ever care for us.
Especially on the day where we wanted to be challenged.
“When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you. For I am the Lord, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior.” – Isaiah 43:2-3
Our day started out with us thinking we could make it all the way to the end of our route. But little did we know how difficult the trek would be.
We woke early in anticipation of the long day ahead. And as we packed up and paddled away from our campsite, we felt so ready for the challenge.
We paddled and paddled but couldn’t seem to find where we were supposed to go – we couldn’t find the next portage. At all.
It took us being half way through the bush looking for a trail for Sam to realize that we were on the wrong lake. We needed to backtrack to the lake where we stayed our second night at.
So off we went, back up Hillock Lake. It was funny (but not really) because every other day of our trip the wind had been coming from the west, but today it was coming from the north, right against us.
By the time we portaged back into the other lake, the sun was already getting low in the sky. So we ate lunch pretty lake and really quickly. And then sure enough Sam was right, the portage was there.
It didn’t bring us to the next lake though. We ended up in a pond. A pond!!
So, two more portages to go for sure – from the pond to Work Lake and then from Work Lake into Robinson Lake, our final destination but definitely not the end of our route.
The Lord knew we wouldn’t make it to the end that day.
Out of the pond we went and into Work Lake. But again, we couldn’t find the next portage. And we were seriously running out of sunlight.
So down a creek we went. With our big backpacks and our canoe. Things just got super real and intense.
I hadn’t asked myself the question, “Where are we?! WHAT are we doing?” since I was on Outtatown. But here I was in a creek, without any pants on (I didn’t want them to get wet, I had limited pairs), feet soaked and watching the water get whiter and whiter as we went.
And I asked myself that question.
But we saw the end. And it was beautiful.
We had made it to Robinson Lake. And we canoed toward our campsite as the sun set behind us.
We ate our supper on a bench, on a beach, under the stars. What a long day.
“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose.” – Romans 8:28
We know these words, but when we actually experience them it’s a whole different story.
“God is good. God is good to me. God is good at being God.” – Lysa TerKeurst