“Nature is calling him to health and beckoning him to joy. He who forgets the humming of the bees among the heather, the cooing of the wood-pigeons in the forest, the song of birds in the woods, the rippling of rills among the rushes, and the sighing of the wind among the pines, needs not wonder if his heart forgets to sing and his soul grows heavy…..Charles Spurgeon
She unlaces her sandals and walks to the water. Waves crash upon the sheen of sand, lit by the crescent moon. Deeper she goes, salt and surf causing her shaved legs to tingle. She hopes there is nothing under the water to scare her or cause her harm. She shivers and smiles.
She’s come to pray. It was one of ‘those’ weeks---and the following weeks promise no better. Part of the problem with all the regular life crap is that she can’t wrap her head around the why. Can’t get perspective; don’t feel like giving a darn. Giving in and giving up seem reasonable. Can’t find God in the mix; can’t get herself out of the mix.
When everything comes crashing down the beach gives perspective. Pushing the pedal through the curves means less than half-an-hour from house to sand.
Kicking at the water she half-skips, half-walks onto sand. She lays down---can shower later. So much force to the breaking of the waves. They roll on forever. The vastness of the sea; seems no end to it. She feels small by comparison. “A good thing,” she thinks. Perspective; God created this. Staring into the sky she remembers, “He calls them all by name; because of…His might…not one of them is missing.”
She recalls standing at the base of a waterfall on the
Virgin River; water
crashing down a red rock canyon. The
peace she felt that instant. Pristine,
cold water; refreshing, life-giving---life felt balanced and purposeful. Felt full of possibility. There was a purpose---a design.
She shivers. Cold creeps in through wet clothes. She walks back to the truck. A quiet, subdued ride home. Satan still roars; the problems still loom. They seem manageable now though, “or should I say, managed?” she says to herself.