In my mind, vacation = the ocean. I love it and I long for it. All but two mornings I was up before the sun, anxiously awaiting its faithful and glorious appearance over the Atlantic Ocean. I am not the only one. People everywhere walk, run, sit, stand, meditate, and pray on so many beaches as another day breaks. As I sat and watched the sky lighten on my very first morning of vacation, I once again tried to find the source of my longing and fascination in watching the sun rise over the ocean. And I realized that there are more reasons than I can count and that those reasons may very well run even deeper than I can realize or articulate.
The sun has risen, faithfully and gloriously every day since the dawn of time……THAT’s an awesome thought…..
The waves have never ceased to lap, wash, crash on the shore………since the dawn of time…
No two sunrises have been exactly the same …….. since the dawn of time……
As I sat and tried to soak in what my flawed human heart & mind can barely comprehend, I watched and I imagined that each morning, since the dawn of time, all of creation has performed a symphony of worship without even realizing…. With many different parts, weaving and dancing, all unknowingly playing a part in a magnificent movement, welcoming the day.
|Sunshine Came Softly by SherriConley on Etsy|
Once again I have left part of my heart at the ocean, but I know it will be there waiting whenever I am able to return.
|Photo by FlashForward on Etsy|