Sunday, January 8

God is the Beach

God is the beach
washed up treasures for you to discover
each day
each day new treasures
His blessings never ending
so don't walk the streets of the city
and shout your echoed cries into the buildings
declaring He gives you nothing
He needs you to meet Him at the beach
to seek and find Him
the sand is His mercy
The waves are His word
the shells His offering
His promises in the sunsetting over the water
Every color a love letter
Each day a new scene
different waves
different shells
different people
different weather
but always there
never stopping
all of it a gift for you
an endless timeless gift for you
open to everyone
Meet Him...Find Him
He is there.

~C

1 comment:

  1. I do love the beach! There are lessons to be learned walking there.

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