Wednesday, September 24, 2014
In the Presence
By Micky Wolf
My beloved and I recently returned from a week’s vacation.
The coast of Maine.
There’s something about the ocean that takes away my breath.
Maybe it is because it is so big.
Maybe it is because the horizon seems to go on forever.
Maybe it is the scent and taste of the salty sea spray on the lips.
Maybe it is the never-ending pulse and rhythm of crystal blue-green crispy cool waves crashing onto the cream-colored sand.
Maybe it is the wispy pieces of early morning fog lingering over the masts of nearby sailboats.
Maybe it is the forlorn call of one gull to another.
Maybe it is the sparkling facets of ever moving droplets dancing in the brilliance of a fiery gold sunrise.
Maybe it is simply…an opportunity to be in the presence of God and His magnificent creation.
No need to know the why, what, where, when or how. Only the Who really seems to matter. And that will always be true, at the ocean or anywhere else. Maybe that is what we need to be alive to within our hearts, where ever we go, where ever we are.