
There's nothing quite like nature to instill some wisdom in a person...or at least lead a person into some kind of awakening.
I love the ocean. I've always loved the ocean. It's so big. Bigger than I am. It reminds me of God. It's beautiful, powerful, and calming. It smooths the rough edges of pointy stones. It washes up beauty. It reaches deep and carries all sorts of creatures.
I was able to swim in the ocean on Monday. I realized it had the power to sweep me away. I kept getting further and further. First my knees. Then my stomach. Then my chest. Then up to my neck at times. I'd stand there, waiting for a wave to come in; then I'd jump and ride it toward the shore. Some were small waves, and some were so large they forced me under, crashing down over my head. It was exhilarating and powerful. I realized God has the ability to take me away. But he's leaving me here. For now, for some purpose. I need to be happy. And I need to take care of my life.





