Beach.

I spent my summers on the fringes of a wild southern ocean, tumbled by unrelenting breakers, slapped and tangled in seaweed, coated in a fine layer of salty sand. Whenever things get bad, I still return to the sea.

Today we swam in a much more gentle ocean, warm with silky white sand and beautiful in it’s endless blue. Different beach altogether but the important things don’t change. It’s still a place to come and be healed.

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2 responses to “Beach.

  1. Glad you have a place of healing. Still praying for you and others in NZ.

  2. Glad to hear you have been able to escape for a while and enjoy the simple pleasures; which we often take for granted. Take care.

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