Literally, not metaphorically. I went jogging on the beach right at sunset tonight. Actually I did much more walking and standing than jogging, but it makes me feel better about eating so much to say I went jogging. I spent a lot of time just gazing out across the ocean, listening to the waves and listening to God’s voice.
We made a quick trip down to Charleston to see Jennifer’s sister and her family. We spent last night at her house in North Charleston. Tonight we were able to find a small one bedroom condo at Isle of Palms. We are going to stay here a couple of nights and then head home for church on Sunday. This place is such a paradise. We made our first trip to the Charleston area on our honeymoon almost 13 years ago. Since then, we have been back probably 10 times. I love the area around Isle of Palms and Mount Pleasant. The beaches are gorgeous, and it is the perfect place to bring the family. Since it is mostly a residential area, the beaches aren’t crowded. When I went jogging tonight, I went for minutes at a time without passing anyone.
But there is something about the ocean that stirs inside my soul. A change of pace with a change of place will you give a change of perspective. I just spent time listening to God. It’s strange that the beach is such a spiritual place for someone from the mountains. I think the reverse is true as well. People from the beach always come to the mountains to connect with God. Just looking at God’s creation in a new way speaks to my heart and encourages me to stand firm in the faith.
And what did I hear God speak to my heart, “Be who I called you to be” Now it’s up to me to sort that out.