
We recognize and know these treasures washed onto the beach. We enjoy their beauty and variety tumbling in the waves, settling on the sand.
How do they draw you into the adventures of the imagination?
… watching for the brushstrokes of God
We recognize and know these treasures washed onto the beach. We enjoy their beauty and variety tumbling in the waves, settling on the sand.
How do they draw you into the adventures of the imagination?
Let there be
an opening
into the quiet
that lies beneath
the chaos,
where you find the peace
you did not think
possible
and see what shimmers
within the storm.” Jan Richardson, The Cure For Sorrow
What do you discover beneath the chaos?
Sunsets draw us. Is it their quiet beauty? Their stunning colors? Their peacefulness? Their promise of rest at the end of the day? The permission to let go as the sun dips below the horizon? A spaciousness to breathe and be rejuvenated?
How do sunsets draw you?
Someone had built a cairn at the beach. Cairns have been around for a long time, sometimes they are used to mark a trail, at other times they are placed as a memorial marker. Sometimes we yearn for some direction, a path to reveal itself. At other times we need to mark a point in our journey to remember, celebrate, grieve or simply to stop and rest.
What points in your journey have you marked or long to mark? What direction do you seek?
Something as ordinary as a sun-umbrella, it’s beauty suddenly before my eyes brightens my view of my surroundings. It arrives unexpected, sacred and ordinary.
Where do you notice the beauty of God in both the vastness of the horizon and the ordinary particular?
Sun, sand, ocean, waves, and sky speaking of the One who was, and is, and forever will be…endless, constant and present.
Where do you encounter the spaciousness of the Creator?