
We might be going to the beach this weekend and I'm really looking forward to it. I love the ocean, the sound of the sea, the rumble of waves and cry of gulls.
My oldest daughter wants to go sand boarding (All she needs is a board). Me, I'd rather race a horse at the water's edge, as I did when I was young.
I used to break and train horse’s way up north at Mangawhai beach. We exercised them daily, riding in all kinds of weather, through the pines and over tall white dunes out onto the beach. I’d ride like the wind, horse’s hooves clattering on wet sand, water spraying in the air and my spirit soaring.
Back then, I wasn’t a Christian, but praise God, He found me. Now, when I visit with the Lord, it’s as if He and I are beside the sea. I've even had visions of Him and me walking together on the beach.
Lord, please take me to the beach.
We live quite near the beach here in Southern California. It's about 3 miles from my home -sometimes we ride our bikes. My son is a surfer (addicted it seems). My daughter prefers her boogie board. I grew up equally as close to the beach on Long Island in New York, and I can't imagine a life away from the sea. My parents have retired to our old summerhouse, and it gives me great joy to walk the beaches of my youth.