I love coming to the Outer Banks, NC. It’s the call of the sea, the ideal porch for coffee time and devotions, the isolation and wild waves that crash on the shore of my soul! I seem to fade away or the world does, I’m not sure which. When I return home, I am completely refreshed and unwound.
Weeks before the vacation I begin to pray for good weather and that all family members will be healthy. But what I really hope for is that God will speak to me while I’m here. God, I want to feel again, to have a sensitivity to what you feel. Renew my longings, refresh my understanding, give me your word to make me new. Honestly, the only words that I need to hear are that God loves me. Wow, that makes such a difference in my being.
I am surprised that I can reach a beauty saturation point. How is that possible? I sense a longing to return to the mundane routine of work with smatterings of peaceful aesthetics. But I’m getting a second wind now, having crossed the first threshold of a different life. Here it seems like life is on pause, but it’s just a different rhythm of life, and it takes getting used to. “I can scarce take it in.” I am a limited vessel that cannot absorb the magnificence of Elohim. Adonai, I am sorry for my imperfections, my undisciplined mind that gets bored, embraces worry and doubt, and cannot appreciate your glory in creation. I am limited but you are the Limitless One. Have mercy on me and let me have joy in the little that I can receive. I want to be like the moon that reflects the sun’s light onto the ocean. Apart from you I have no light within me. Thank you for saturating me with your luminescent glory.