Although I’ve walked along it seeing no ice for a couple of days, at 6:30 p.m. yesterday, April 6, 2010, the last chunk of ice officially disappeared from Leech Lake. This is the earliest recorded ice out.

I don’t know who sat out there to watch and record, but we all certainly were eager to know the result! Our local newspaper was inundated with guesses for their annual contest. A reporter even called us at work to make sure we knew the contest deadline was approaching and to get our picks in.

Talk of the early ice out monopolized coffee shop and grocery aisle conversations (it’s wonderful to live in a town where you can spend over an hour just getting through the grocery store because of a conversation with someone you know in every aisle).

All of that was grand, but I couldn’t help remembering the environmentally unfriendly old days when someone would put a derelict old car out on the ice and take bets on exactly when it would fall through. Now that was something to watch!

That's how God's Word vaults across the skies from sunrise to sunset, melting ice, scorching deserts, warming hearts to faith. Psalm 19:6