My toes miss digging in the sand. My body misses soaking up the warmth of the sun. My eyes miss seeing the ebb and flow of the ocean as it gently washes up onto the sand. It’s my place to escape, read a book, journal, and talk to God. I need to go back to the beach!
It’s been a while since I’ve been for a lot of reasons but I miss the sense of healing I experience when I’m sitting on a beach; the connection I feel with the beauty that God has to offer in nature. For me, it’s restorative. Do you have a place you can go that helps you to feel whole again? Even if your place is somewhere nearby where you can grab a few minutes of peace, I encourage you to go there when you need to regroup. My alternate place is my front porch swing.
I’ve promised myself that soon I’ll go back to the beach for a respite. Look for me. I’ll be the one in the purple beach chair with a book in her hand watching the waves splash. Come join me and we’ll sit and restore together.
Blessings, Cindy J.
Footprints of Hope 