I was able to get to the beach last weekend. Cold, rainy but still powerful. The water was cold at first, air temperature being 70-ish. I was struck with the idea that in the ocean its hard to figure out where the water "starts" and where it "ends." Likewise in life the love of God is similar. Where does God's love start? Where does it end? Does it start or end as we, humans, understand the definition of the terms? All I know it that when I'm in a groove with God its like being in the ocean. The power of the water and the submission one needs to apply make the experience unforgetable. The ocean and God are quite unexplainable. That's a good thing. The way we fight and try to withstand them is a bad thing. There is a rythym to life and the rythym of God is the best melody around. Listen for it. Its subtle and overwhelming at the same time. It covers your feet with a trickle and it knocks you over and sends you tumbling. Wave after wave, never ceasing and too big to see the totality. After an encounter with the ocean and the beach comes the attempt to wash it away in the form of a shower. The problem is that try as you might the ocean is now apart of you. The experience stays with you - becomes a part of you. Imprinted on your soul. The ocean gets to me that way. It lasts. It hangs around swirling inside of me drawing me back to it. God too. Once you taste Him, feel Him, brush against Him, become exhausted fighting Him you know. You know Him. You gain a little more understanding of Him. But then comes the thirst. The thirst for Him - a God sized extra large soda in the biggest big gulp cup. Ocean size that please - I don't want to get thirsty later. If the whole ocean was in a cup and God drank it would it even quench His thirst? Would it wet His whistle? I don't think so, but it's fun to imagine. Thank you God for the experience of the ocean and what it brings to my mind as I contemplate its vastness. Too big, too unexplainable, too wonderful, alot like You Lord.
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May, 2008