It has been an unsettling start to 2013 for me- drama filled, confusing and unsettling. But last weekend I spent a few days on the South Coast with my two dear friends and mentors. Spending time with my 'safe' people and sitting on the sand started to centre me again. The sand and waves always calm and restore me.
I sat on the beach thinking about my word for 2013: Fearless (more about that soon). I feel like I chose the very word that is going to be the biggest challenge. But God knows exactly the best place to speak to me.... As the salt air blew around me, through me, clearing away some of the confusion and distractions, He began to speak to my fearful nature....
20/1/13
Just like the waves pounding in, unsettling the sandy sea floor underneath, the events of life roll in, unsettling my inmost being….. Tossing and turning it before it re-settles in different formations. On and on the waves roll constantly shaping me, refining and re-defining me. It doesn't feel like a monotonous or hopeless cycle, but a work beauty. I am being tossed and turned in a process. I must be willing to transform and move, to be and be created into something different and more beautiful.
I love the way a stormy beach cleanses. The roar of the waves blocking out other sounds, the wind so strong it blows through, washing you.
I might still feel unsettled, sometimes fearful, and unsure. But a couple of days at the beach does wonders for the soul!
