God takes good care of me.
As of this morning, I was seriously undecided about our next roadtrip destination. I searched for campgrounds between our starting point at my sister’s house near Knoxville, Tennessee, and an old friend’s place in Sarasota Springs, Florida. Almost exactly halfway was a town called Juliette and Dames Ferry, a state-run campground in Georgia.
Only a few minutes from the highway, it’s surprisingly secluded.
In my haste to secure a place to sleep, I hadn’t researched the campground map and picked the first available pad.
To my delight, our site is right next to Lake Juliette and the stars are beautiful over the water. As soon as we got here, we explored our quiet peninsula jutting into the lake. There is where I found the reason God brought me here.
At the end of the peninsula is a short, stone staircase down into the lake.
I’ve been practicing Wim Hof Method breathing and warm to cold showers daily since April. I joined a WHM singles group on Facebook recently and have been inspired and intimidated by the many people in cold climates who are daily plunging into icy water.
I’m writing this so I don’t chicken out of my first plunge. I have no idea how cold the water will be in the morning, but air temps will be in the 40s (F) tonight. Colder than a shower in Delaware and colder than I’ve ever submerged.
I can see my breath as I write and feel the shiver entering my body. My mind is working against my intention. I come back to my breath and find gratitude in being given this opportunity.
All is well with my soul.