As I sat on the beach Saturday afternoon, these were my thoughts and the moments elicited them...
I'm sitting at the beach wondering...why is it easier to feel this closer to God here? Sitting atop and among his creation. The waves crashing. The wind blowing.
Isn't the whole world God's creation? And, everything in it. Then, why is my awe and amazement so much greater when I'm staring at the into the vastness of the sea?
His love is wider and deeper and more vast than this ocean. His glory and mercy are beyond measure.
It is here where I have no fear, with the exception of wondering about the bowel patterns of the seagulls that move over head.
It is this place that is an escape from my normal life. There are no dishes here. No toys on the floor. There is only the sand, surf and water.
There are also paddle boats and playgrounds. But, unlike home, there are no time tables. No deadlines to meet and no dinner to make.
There is the man I love, holding the hands of my babes as they venture into the unknown.
Is it the same with God our father? Doesn't He hold on until its time to let go? When we can do it with support and encouragement, but without being held.
It's a place where we see progress. From the boy who wouldn't go near the sand, to the one who digs the deepest holes and gives a thumbs up to the waves crashing around his feet.
It is here where there is no comparisons. The sandcastles are our creation. They are perfect because they are ours.
Plus, our toes can get dirty in the sand.
I'm sitting at the beach wondering...why is it easier to feel this closer to God here? Sitting atop and among his creation. The waves crashing. The wind blowing.
His love is wider and deeper and more vast than this ocean. His glory and mercy are beyond measure.
It is here where I have no fear, with the exception of wondering about the bowel patterns of the seagulls that move over head.
It is this place that is an escape from my normal life. There are no dishes here. No toys on the floor. There is only the sand, surf and water.
Is it the same with God our father? Doesn't He hold on until its time to let go? When we can do it with support and encouragement, but without being held.
It's a place where we see progress. From the boy who wouldn't go near the sand, to the one who digs the deepest holes and gives a thumbs up to the waves crashing around his feet.
7 comments:
Love this :)
I need to get outside more and soak up creation. Nature does speak--and I feel like it just bypasses my head and speaks straight to my heart, especially when I'm hurting. In one particular painful time for me, I visited both the beach and the Grand Canyon and found so much healing just being in both. Your problems sort of find their right place when you're staring at the Creator of the grandeur in front of you!
yep, all is well by the sea. There's something about casting our worries into the waves and just taking in the fresh breeze. Our God is powerful and I love that he gives each of places like these to just be!!
Beautifully written!! I agree and wonder the same thing when I am on the water or in a peaceful place outside my home. I guess it's just the chance to see His work and appreciate it more. You guys looked like you had the best time!! Glad y'all got away...together.
I am the same way, I think being in natural settings allows me to see less man and focus more on Him.
this was beautiful! one of my favorite posts of yours :) your family is beautiful. glad you could enjoy them and God and some peace!
This is so beautiful! It's so amazingly true that the ocean shows the majesty of God!
this is so beautiful!
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