...All the disciples and their wives and children accompanied us out of the city, and there on the beach we knelt to pray. Acts 21:5b
I knelt in the shallows, on the white sand. Sun-soaked and alone amidst many stretched out in play. I adored the Lord unaware of myself. Only the invitation to praise Him, far away from home. At home, in Him in the pristine sand, in the shallow rows upon rows of calm. Claimed this spot, remembered by not any but the Most High. Feeling high in the shallows that go on forever into the light. I enjoyed this day more than any other earth dweller. Close to heaven as ever can be, calling on the Creator, my Friend, my Savior, my God. I knelt in the shallows, unafraid and settled. I am like an anchor, a small boat, a fish in a pond, feeling larger than my life and all that’s ever been, here in the shallows end to end.
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