The Mysterious Powers of the Beach

August 17, 2016

 

On Wednesday, Abby wanted to go to the beach. I wanted to say no.

 

I looked around this house with all its clutter and disorganization, and thought of the poor plants I still hadn’t rescued and the lightbulbs I still couldn’t find. Moving had taken a toll on my sanity! How could I shirk all this work for a beach day?

 

But, the mysterious twangs of deja vu' nagged at me. Abby asking for a beach day and me being reluctant - that was familiar. I relented. We worked for a while (compromise) and then headed to the shore.

 

Carolina Beach takes about fifteen minutes to get to from our house. We even took the more unfamiliar paths through our large neighborhood - a first for us without the boys - and made it to the main road without any embarrassing turnarounds. 

 

We paid for two hours of parking ($3) and traversed the hot sand for a spot. The beach was semi-crowded. A green flag swayed in the beach breezes on the lifeguard stand. 

 

We waded out and let the waves bully us around a bit. But, I couldn’t relax. The water wasn’t rough or anything. I just couldn’t stop thinking about all the things that could happen. 

 

We took a snack break on our beach towels. I noticed there was a tide pool forming. The water had collected into a ravine - of sorts - the sand rising in front and behind it. I begged Abby - let’s play in the pool. It took some convincing, but she agreed.

 

We floated. We talked. She told me all about a creature she’d invented (yet to be named). In detail. And we just rested there, in the much calmer 2-3 feet of water. 

 

Then, I relaxed. Then, I remembered why we were here (at least one reason). The beach has a mysterious way about it - enchanting, delightful, soothing. 

 

Why did I for one second put boxes before the beach? 

 

Through all this, it’s been hard to relax. On days like today, I remember what it is like, and how much we all need it. I’m going to have to relearn how to do it! Thank God for Abby who’s always keen to teach me!

 

“If you had listened all along to what I told you,

    your life would have flowed full like a river,

    blessings rolling in like waves from the sea.”

Isaiah 48:18 The Message

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