God always speaks to me when I am near the ocean. Or, maybe I listen better. No distractions...just God, and me, and the crashing waves. I've been in both the Pacific and the Atlantic Oceans in the past 3 months, and both times God has used the ocean to speak to me.
As I traveled across the Pacific Ocean in June, God asked me, "Can you see the edge of the ocean to the north, or south, or east, or west? Can you see to the bottom?" Of course, my answer was no. That's one of the things I love about the ocean...it's enormity and grandeur. God spoke to my heart, "That is how big my love is for you. You cannot see or comprehend its width or breadth or depth." I'm going to spend the rest of my life experiencing that love beyond anything I can imagine!
Two days ago, I stood in the Atlantic Ocean and watched as wave after wave came in over my feet and my legs. God reminded me of His great love for His children. And then God spoke to my heart, "My love and blessings will continually wash over you like the waves of the ocean, if you will stand in Me." The waves of the ocean never cease; they come in to the shore one after another. Depositing unexpected treasures on the sand. Washing away the footprints of the past and leaving a blank slate.
That is God's grace and His love and His mercy. Wiping away the past and giving us new opportunities. Bringing every good and perfect gift as an unexpected blessing at the exact time we need it. I'm choosing to stand there...in God's ocean of love and waves of blessing.
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