Driftwood

May 23 – All Washed Up

Day 143 of 365

On a quiet early morning walk along Park Point in Duluth, a weathered driftwood log rests half-buried in the sand. At some point in its long journey, the powerful waves of Lake Superior carried it here, depositing it high on the beach where wind and sand now slowly shape its final form.

Over time, driftwood becomes a quiet work of art. Waves smooth the surface while wind and sand carve delicate patterns into the grain. What was once an ordinary tree is transformed by the forces of nature into something uniquely beautiful.

Even at the end of its life, a simple tree can still bring joy to those who pass by. A piece of driftwood becomes a small landmark along the shoreline—an invitation to pause and appreciate the moment.

“Mightier than the thunder of the great waters, mightier than the breakers of the sea—the LORD on high is mighty.” — Psalm 93:4

Lake Superior has shaped this log just as the currents of life shape us. What may appear worn or “washed up” can still become something meaningful, reminding us to slow down and recognize the quiet gifts of each day.