It was in those hours that all the troubles of life, and worries of tomorrow seemed to wash away. And it was just me and God. I would wait, I would watch, I would listen… and when my heart was quiet, and when my thoughts were all poured out like prayers into the sea, I would hear Him. I would see His beauty in the colors of the sky. I would know His power in the tossing of the sea. I would find His wisdom in the changing tides. I would discover His creativity in the clouds. His purity was in the wind. The sea gulls would soar above and dive into the sea, and I would cast my heart into the ocean of God’s love, His grace, His calling.
Those days were all about promises, dreams and plans and those were the footprints of prayers, songs and visions. I would often think of how amazing it is just to be alive. Just the thought that life exists would fill my heart with wonder. I would often pause and just reach into the sand, just for the chance to hold a million of something in my hand all at once. And then I would just keep walking, as the colors of day changed to colors of night and the stars would fill the sky, reminding me of how small I really was.
I saw many falling stars dash across the sky and plunge down as if to crash into the ocean. I’ve watched the whales dive among the waves, I’ve seen the dolphins play, and I’ve felt a shark brush against my skin. I’ve fallen asleep on the sandy shore, to the lullaby of crashing waves, only to be awaked by the coming tide. Just spending a day alone with the great and mighty ocean turned my heart forever to the things of eternity. For my life on earth is like footsteps by the sea, and this is my tide, this is my sunrise, this is my sunset, this is my starry sky…just for a moment. I want each step I take to leave an imprint of eternity, I want to make an impression on this earth that will capture just a puddle of God’s wonder and reflect the beauty of His glory, at least until the next wave comes to wash my steps away.