Donna, we are at the Beacon Motor Lodge this weekend-our family gathering place at the beach! The miles from home to here and back leave thousands of memories paved into my heart.
“Who stilled the roaring of the seas, the roaring of their waves..” Psalm 65:7
God’s mighty waves crashing into the tiny grains of sand call us every time to the shore, our beacon calling us home to His peace, to rest and relax in His beauty. A respite, our place of rest and regathering and rearranging our chaotic lives, lifting our hands up to the endless aqua blue sky hoovering over the waters and shouting Praise you Lord, thank you for this glorious vista You supply for us, Your always broken people.
“I call on you O Lord, everyday, I spread out my hands to you.” Psalm 88:9
A mama seagull and her baby fly overhead – a reminder of your love and gift with children, carefully flying just close enough so the little one can rest assured that he can fly! I am writing this between the lines of my devotional readings, sporadic thoughts jump out in front of my hand and I find to still them I must pen them. The song mammy used to sing all the time popped into my heart..”I come to the garden alone while the dew is still on the roses and the voice I hear falling on my ear..the Son of God discloses, and He walks with me and He talks with me and He tells me I am His own, and the joy I share as we tarry there, none other has ever known.” My favorite. I hear His voice at the beach, beach music if you will, and I must say there truly is none other like it.
My Jesus Calling book instructs me to “walk with Me in the garden of your heart, where I have taken up permanent residence” and I am so grateful you have Lord. The distinct, constant sound of waves rushing in sings in the distance up over the row of white and blue motel rooms that so dot our family history and it lulls my soul into rest, untangling the knots of a stressful life.
“The Lord your God is with you…He will quiet you with His love.” Zephaniah 3:17
That’s is God, isn’t it..if we really pay attention we find you here with us in the ocean breezes, the endless skies, the seagulls flight and the babies delight-you are here, near by to rescue us if we fall. That’s why the Beacon beckons us, it’s you Lord reminding us to slow down, take in deep breaths of my bountiful splendor, observe, listen and still your restless soul. That’s what I do here at the edge of your beach waters, look and listen, walk and rest. It is here that so many of our family healings have taken place, and again we come this memorial weekend to heal broken hearts and look to you to lift us up as only you can do. The royal blue umbrellas have magically appeared while I was busy in your word, they polka dot the white tables and chairs. In a world that constantly changes, bringing forth trial after trial, along side Your ever constancy, the blue and crisp white decor of the Beacon has remained ever constant through the years of my life. I ponder now the thought that perhaps this is one of the things that draws me here, the reliance in it’s never changing decor. Every time we arrive I am reassured of what I will see and it has never disappointed me. Like you My King, you never disappoint me with your unfailing, unchanging decor of love. This trip we are in a room we have never stayed in- very very unusual, as we have stayed in every room here! It was a surprise, a pleasant change for our little family gathering…something we find necessary to pull through this trial. Change. Jolt of wake up my child, you can face this trial-sit a short while now and listen to my beach music play for you.
Awwww-my dear Donna, I am listening to the sound of precious memories, sweet and dear as the glorious sun rises higher and the beach is calling my chair….
“I have told you these things so that in Me you may have peace..” John 17:33
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