Fall 2024
On camera: scripture in creation
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When You Fear Drowning
By Cheryl Grey Bostrom
I’ve been walking edges for two weeks: Oregon shorelines, which are, for me, perfect illustrations of the liminal zones I often hike in my mind.
You know, those beaches of transition between the seen and the unseen, the known and the unknown—their sand and rock and relentless waves, thresholds I must cross to hunt the holy, to reach the deep.
I’ve been walking edges for two weeks: Oregon shorelines, which are, for me, perfect illustrations of the liminal zones I often hike in my mind.
You know, those beaches of transition between the seen and the unseen, the known and the unknown—their sand and rock and relentless waves, thresholds I must cross to hunt the holy, to reach the deep.
And above which, storms may rage.
These photos spoke to me about all that.
And they reminded me of a cry in Psalm 107--
for when I fear drowning.
Your cry, too?
From Psalm 107:24-31
Some went down to the sea in ships,
Doing business on the great waters;
they saw the deeds of the Lord,
his wondrous works in the deep.
For he commanded and raised the stormy wind,
which lifted up the waves of the sea.
He made the storm be still,
and the waves of the sea were hushed . . .
and he brought them to their desired haven.
Let them thank the Lord for his steadfast love.
Pacific Northwest naturalist and photographer Cheryl Grey Bostrom is the author of four books, including the multiple-award winning novels SUGAR BIRDS and LEANING ON AIR. A former teacher and columnist, she lives with her veterinarian husband and a small pack of Gordon setters in rural Washington State.