Skipping today along a sidewalk like a toddler with a jump rope to a warm sunny place on a beach by a lake.
A lake that is called a "Great Lake" not just a small pond.
A lake with an abundance of fish swarming around bait that hangs from fishermen's poles, having a lazy afternoon sitting on the sand waiting for a bite of this bait. Sport not sustenance, if we catch fish or if we do not, there will still be a dinner. Fish like manna biting our bait as they rain down onto our plates from a place in Heaven like a kitchen, fish baking in ovens, delectably spiced and seasoned to taste.
A lake to go swimming, a place to dunk, a place to become Jewishly ritually purified in natural waters, a place to sing The Shema sweetly as the waters cleanse, as the waves continually roll on in one after the other, tickling one's bare skin, cooling and exciting.
Moisturizing, as a burning sun blasts beams of light onto exposed skin, tanning and browning with warmth of sun contrasted with coolness of water. Satisfied with stimulation in changes of temperature, being a reason to laugh and to be merry!
A place of a beach and a lake, not a pool in one's backyard that requires chlorination and cleaning, a huge natural "Great" Lake instead.
A place to find G-d in this awesomeness of nature, a phenomenon to remember The Splitting of the Seas, a time to remember the Staff of Moses turning into a snake, a time to visualize the River Nile turning into a color of red blood.
A holy time of emersion into a Great Lake with all of one's body, a time to feel the tingling of bubbles and coolness of waves of water, to submerge, to become clean and struck by G-d with awe like with a rod of spiritual lightening!
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