Today I am with Jim in San Diego by the sea. He has a conference and I am writing, resting, studying… The best part is that I am looking out my window and am amazed by the ocean. The ocean is one of my favorite places in nature. When I sit on the beach, I listen to the waves and look at the horizon and I always think that the sound of the waves is like the rhythmic in-and-out breath of God. And somehow, that sound, along with the touch of wind on my skin, reminds me of God’s presence (the breath) and God’s love (the touch of wind). I mostly love it when the sun is out and the wind is warm.
Today it is cold out side (I tried to go out but was wrapped in towels trying to keep warm), so instead I am sitting inside looking out and thinking about God’s beauty and love. I think God loves us all the time, but when I am here by the ocean and the sea, God’s love feels physical…real…experiential…or, in theological terms, incarnational.
For a Desert Gal to sit by the ocean is pure heaven.