What is it about the water that attracts us? I remember being about three years old, so excited that it was raining. I couldn't wait for the rain to stop so that I could put on my big yellow rubber galoshes and jump in all the puddles! It was that wonderful kind of fun that only a child can have...uninhibited and silly and joyful.Today I still find myself, along with millions of others, drawn to the water. Year after year I travel to the "coast" or the "shore" or the "beach" (it has different names depending on what part of the country you live in). This summer, my sister and I drove to the Florida beach at Ponte Vedra to sit on a hotel balcony and stare at the ocean.
I don't do much at the ocean...those of you who know me know that I am practically an albino and can't be in the sun for more that a minute or two. So what, you ask, is the draw? I don't know for sure. But there I am...
...I flock to the shoreline along with the rest of the world. And what do I do once I'm there? I look. Yup, I just stand at the shoreline at sunrise and sunset and stare out at the water. I watch the waves roll in and feel the water lap around my ankles. I wonder at the little shore birds who work so very hard, their little legs pumping as they run along the sand in search of a bite to eat. I marvel at how small and insignificant I feel when standing next to the huge power that is the ocean. I feel God's presence in my world as I stare out into the waves.
