From the Oceans



Lord, help!” they cried in their trouble,
    and he saved them from their distress.
He calmed the storm to a whisper
    and stilled the waves. Psalm 107:28-29

Amazing things come from the oceans…shells, starfish, seaweed, creatures large and creatures microscopic. For me, healing comes with the rush of the surf, the moisture of the salty air, the glisten of the sun’s rays tiptoeing across the water, and long walks on the wet sand. With each wave of frothy waters chasing and lapping and swirling across my toes, feet and ankles, the clutter in my heart and mind rolls out and back into that big old ocean, sweeping out to sea with the whooshing tide, lost in the vastness of the oceans.  The waters roar and whisper and sing a soothing cadence of cleansing and refreshing.

This summer I will walk the white beaches as I’ve done many times in the past and let the healing that comes only from the oceans pour over me.  I will cry and I will pray and I will ache and I will give my shattered self to the Maker of the oceans and He will make me whole as only He can.  The storm rages, but the calm is coming as I anticipate every squishy barefoot step.  My toes are giddy just thinking about it.



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