Sinking Sand
What is it about the beach and the ocean that I love so much? Why do I cry when I see the ocean and cry when I leave the ocean? Why do I cry when I think about the ocean? Why am I happiest at the beach and most content?
I began to think about all these questions to try to figure it out! Other people didn't cry every time they see the ocean! I love the vastness, the open space, the rhythm of the waves, the birds, the sand, the fish, the smell, the storms over the water, the breeze, the shells, the rocks...well the list goes on and on. But that couldn't be it, it was more than these things.
I finally realized that this is where I feel closest to God! Everything there is to me a symbol of God and his love for me! That explains the craving I have for it , the reason I hate to leave and also why I treasure every minute I am there!
I have dreams that I'm on vacation and I realize that it is almost time to leave and I haven't been to the beach yet! What could I have been so busy with that I couldn't have taken the time to go to the beach? Now it was almost too late. I go to the beach, sit down in the sand and grab it with clenched fists, as if to hang on and never let go!! There I am hanging on to sinking sand that goes right through my fingers.
How symbolic this is of our relationship with God! We are so busy that we don't take the time to see that He is all around us, not just at the beach! I don't have to go to the beach to experience His wonder, it is truly all around me if I would take the time to look for it. I need to remember that He is in me, with me and around me all the time, I just need to grab hold of His hand, not the sand.
The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing."
Zephaniah 3:17
On Christ the solid Rock I stand,. All other ground is sinking sand. All other ground is sinking sand.
The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer;my God is my rock in whom I take refuge. He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.
Psalm 18:2
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