The Quietest Place I've Been In my seventeen years on this earth, I've traveled to some unique places. I would say that I have experienced a wide variety of peaceful places. However, the most peaceful moment occurred on a trip with my parents, Kelsey and Lexia Nichols. I endured an eighteen-hour car ride to Keystone, Colorado. Even though the car ride was hectic, our destination was by far the most peaceful place I've ever been. Lake Dillon seemed like the most peaceful place to me because of the way you could sit on the banks and be surrounded by the snow-capped mountains, the calm of the lake, and the scent of the fresh trees. Sitting on the shore of Lake Dillon, I looked out at the snow-capped mountains and felt like I was looking at the lake itself which blew me away. The water was very calm so much so that it seemed as if it were made of glass. I was so intrigued by how calm it was that I begged my parents to give Lexia and me permission to kayak across the lake. Eventually they said yes, so I would stop bothering them. As we kayaked, our paddles cut through the water like a knife cuts through butter. Doing this action repeatedly was mesmerizing. The times we stopped and dipped our feet in the lake, Lexia and I were able to look out over the water and see the descent well. Although both the mountains and the lake itself have brought me so much peace and tranquility, the scent of the poplars and pines still lingers in my mind. While all of these things have helped make Lake Dillon the most peaceful place I have ever been, it wouldn't have been peaceful if God hadn't created it. How the mountains appear, or how the waters move, or even how the different trees give off unique scents. It leaves me in awe every day and seeing it through nature reminds me how powerful it is. The amazing God who created everything knows my name and wants a personal relationship with me. Lake Dillon brought me peace and reminded me of very important things. For example, God is in control and is the Creator of the entire universe. I still long for the day when I can revisit Lake Dillon, and maybe the second time will be even