Oh good, you are here!
I have been waiting for you . . .
here on the beach in South Carolina. The beach is magical in the fall, when golden leaves find their way next to seashells and powdery sand. Come and see the wonders of this place. Sit with me, won’t you? Lend your ear that your heart may be filled with good news.
Notice the way ocean tides create shallow, warm tide pools, perfect for tiny hands and shovels and plastic red buckets?
How I wish that life would be a constant succession of tide pools, far from the edge of undertow and sharks and cold ocean depths. But we know differently, don’t we? That is why you are here. That is why we are friends, you and me. High tide will wash over the beach and the landscape we know will change. Waters will rise. God will shift our focus from our comfort to His glory.
As we stand at the edge of the coming tide, the Father is at our right side and His Son is at our left.
And for today, dear friend, may it be enough to know that He never lets go.