My toes were buried in beach sand Tuesday morning. The Atlantic put on a show and the sun threw rays all over the place despite storm warnings. Tom nodded at a man near a large multi-colored beach umbrella to our right; he and his wife were going for a walk and that nod promised we would watch their belongings.
“It’s like a gift, isn’t it?” I said. “It was supposed to rain and God gave us a beautiful morning to enjoy all of … this.” Tom’s eyes were closed and he murmured in agreement. He’s good that way. Lets me wander verbally and just listens when I get a little sappy. After I finally get to my point he’ll look over and say, “What?”
Another man worked a fishing line. I wondered what kind of fish he would catch. I didn’t really care. I was just glad to be present. Sitting on the edge of the ocean for the third March in a row and thankful to God and the kindness of friends to be able to say so.
A week away from my annual CT scan and reluctant to think so.
A couple wandered by and called out, “New York??”
I’m not sure what gave us away… my white skin slathered in sunscreen, the camera in my hands in between trips to swim in the waves, or Tom’s Mets t-shirt?
“Yes, right, we’re from New York!” I waved towards the water. “It’s great, isn’t it?!”
It was great. Life is great. Normal. Dear God? Thanks for letting anything feel normal. Like seeing a fishing pole set in sand on the ocean shore. Full of potential. Content and quiet in the waiting while waves change color and crash and pull away. There was something healing about just watching that water. Peaceful. Hopeful. Joy-full.
What’s in your forecast? Turmoil? Roaring waves? Listen close and watch the horizon. Don’t miss the songs while you wait out the storm.
“You answer us with awesome and righteous deeds, God our Savior, the hope of all the ends of the earth and of the farthest seas, who formed the mountains by your power, having armed yourself with strength, who stilled the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves, and the turmoil of the nations. The whole earth is filled with awe at your wonders; where morning dawns, where evening fades, you call forth songs of joy.” Psalm 65:5-8
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