Here in Hilton Head, life is good. The nice condo. The nice pool. The nice beach. The nice weather. I guess this is why they call it vacation.
For something to do, Meg and I walked on the beach as the day turned into night. We took off our sandals and waded in the shallow tide that was crashing into the shore on this particular evening.
Standing in the tide, the beauty of what surrounds you cannot be comprehended. The sound off the crashing waves, the sand between your toes, the "beach-goers" walking the shoreline without a care in the world, the sea birds patroling the skys above, and a sunset that emits colors that God would normally keep secret. Why is it that we are drawn to these types of surroundings?
Looking out over the ocean answers that question. Hundreds of years ago, people used to stand on shorelines and look out into a real unknown. Now, we know what is out there. Maybe that is what makes it so special. As I wade through the tide on a vacation away from my life, I cannot but think how lucky I am to do this for leisure. In other parts of the world people are washing their clothes, their pots and pans, and themselves in the same water that I think exists as a luxury. Maybe this is a way for God to humor our thoughts (or Himself). What one person takes for granted, the other uses as a washer. What one person sees as only beauty, the other sees as a toilet or washbin.
Isn't it amazing how people take God's love for granted? One ocean. Many different uses. One love.
God is all-loving.
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