31 May 2016
Breathing Salt Air – Closing Thoughts
Greetings Dear Reader,
The journey back from the sea was long. I had many hours to ponder on the drive back. It was a good time but I think that all of were touched by the siren call of the sea. Having lived by the sea I know that call too well.
Here in my single dwelling there are not constant waves or shore bird calls. Summer is short here and I am sure that in January I will again long for warm sands. The memory of how much I love the sea had faded but with my first sight of it that love returned.
I was reminded of the vastness of the world and how small I am in it. I was able to see people learn to love the sea. I was able to see a part of the world that motivates me to free to write and be wherever I wish.
I have no complaints about a day job today. It is a good job where I get to make a difference. As with the sea there is constant change there. The constant for me is the one I follow. The fulcrum in the void is that Christ is always there.
At the sea or in the frozen north in mid-winter I have the same journey. I must follow. It could be that my path will lead back to the sea on some permanent level. Wherever I am drawn I will only go if I am sure I am following Christ.
For now I will return to the work I do energized and restored. It is in the work that I find motivation to be more and to follow more closely. It is in the journey that I find joy and peace. This is true no matter where I am.
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure store.”
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