A beach is a beautiful place. To walk along the empty shores with nothing but sea, sand and sky - a person could get lost in that kind of splendor... just as I did. I walked this shoreline for about a half an hour, just enjoying my surroundings, before I realized how far I actually went. And when I turned around and noticed the trail I had made, a thought struck me. Our lives are very much like the beach. God’s everlasting love and mercy continue to flow over us, re-sculpting and cleaning. But there are some things that remain forever etched in our hearts … like footprints in the sand. But beach never stays the same for long, and eventually the ocean reclaims the sediments – like He will one day reclaim His children. I just pray that before all of my sand is swept away someone will walk along my beach – and stand in utter amazement of my Creator.
