Water Wednesday – Copper Harbor

Copper Harbor

The drive up to Copper Harbor, Michigan, pictured above, is my favorite scenic drive. The highway (M-26) winds and dips its way to the northernmost point in Michigan as it hugs the Lake Superior shoreline. In fact, U.S. Highway 41, which goes all the way to Miami, Florida, ends in Copper Harbor. The tree-lined road to Copper Harbor opens up to views of Lake Superior, with red freighters floating on its horizon and white-capped waves rolling onto its shore. The deep blue of the largest freshwater lake in the world (by area) has always calmed and soothed my soul.

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I’m from a small town in Michigan of about 2,500 people, but Copper Harbor’s population is only 80 according to this link. As much as I love Copper Harbor and the drive to it, more important is people for whom Jesus died. Perhaps I could live in Copper Harbor year around, but God has called us to go where people are.

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Water is wonderful and scenic drives are beautiful, but only people have eternal souls. As much as we love creation, we cannot make it our idol. People are more difficult than trees, but it is people for whom Jesus died and it is people God has called us to love.

John 4:42-44 says,

“Now when it was day, He departed and went into a deserted place. And the crowd sought Him and came to Him, and tried to keep Him from leaving them; but He said to them, ‘I must preach the kingdom of God to the other cities also, because for this purpose I have been sent.’ And He was preaching in the synagogues of Galilee.”

Copper Harbor

my heart is here
in the woods, by the rivers, near the waterfalls
sitting by a lake
listening to the waves as they lap onto the shore
I love these northwoods
where the raspberries grow wild
my heart is here in Copper Harbor
but inside I can feel the Spirit calling
the upward cry of destiny
knowing this is all great and good
but the trees do not have souls
only people do
would I be willing to give my all for the least of them?
whether it be for a small town in Michigan
a village in Africa
or a child in Central America
would I be willing to pay the ultimate price
give my all, lay down my life?
so the world would know Jesus
I preach the gospel, not just with words
but in the way I live my life
can I be consumed with passion
filled and always moved with compassion
driven to give this love away
can my soul be filled with this longing
stirred with this holy calling
to give my life away

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