The Wind. The Sand. The Ocean.
The Wind. The Sand. The Ocean. The Wind. It was coming from the north. I set up my chair so I could feel the wind in my face. I was not facing the ocean. Several songs remind me that God’s love is like an ocean. As I was sitting there with the ocean at my back and the wind in my face I realized that I do life like that. God’s love is right there behind me but I’m facing the wind instead because it feels better. God’s love is big, overwhelming and deep. The breeze had ceased to caress my face, my skin was hot to the touch, sweat was dripping down the sides of my face. I took my glasses off and set them on top of the bag beside me, carefully took off my watch and placed on the table that had my SPF on it. The Sand. My feet were warm. I stood up feeling kind of light headed. I looked out at the ocean in front of me. I took a step and sand wrapped around my toes, then another step, the sand ...