We take a drive to Fort Pickens National Seashore. It's cool enough to roll the windows down.
It's a gorgeous day on the shore, far away from laundry piles and unfinished schoolwork and sleepless nights.
We take in the view from the end of the island before finding a spot to play. It's Donovan's first day in the sand.
We run into friends from church, their daring girls catching jellyfish, carrying them around in buckets and bare hands.
Playing by these waters, we're all in a happy place. Life calms down.
Katie smiles in her vest, Tristan digs that hole, and fearless Kenna lets the waves pound her tiny frame.
I complain too much about Florida (the humidity, the bugs, the mold...) when really, this place is Good.
There is beauty here -smiles, friends to bump into on the beach, healthy kids splashing clear water.
The Creator of this great wide ocean reminds me that his grace brought me here.
We play till the sun sets in an expanse of oil painted sky and then we take our thankful little selves home.
"He stilled the storm to a whisper; the waves of the sea were hushed. They were glad when it grew calm, and he guided them to their desired haven. Let them give thanks to the Lord for his unfailing love..." Psalm 107:29-31
Beautiful! The place, the words, the photos (the people!), all of it.
ReplyDeletewow! you are playing in the ocean and we are leaving the house with hats scarves and gloves. I always look at your beach pictures and am glad you aren't living in Galveston with brown ocean water :-) I like that the girls were picking up the jellyfish - fascinating creatures they are!
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