The crystal clear aquamarine waters rolled onto the sandy beaches, crashing onto the shoreline rocks that littered the shore. The beach walker soon learned she could choose how she was going to experience smelling the salt air, feasting her eyes on the vivid colors before her, hearing the rhythmic action of the waters and feeling the different textures beneath her feet.
Walking the dry sand was faster and seemed freer of dangers that could cause discomfort or injury. Then her foot sunk down into the sand and made contact with the sharp edge of a jagged rock that was buried and unseen. Ouch, that happened several more times before the faster way no longer seemed the best way.
She turned her steps to the shoreline of crashing waves on tightly littered rocks. If she was patient, she was able to identify which rocks were worn smooth, free of algae and solidly anchored into the sand. This meant waiting for each wave to recede back into the ocean before deciding where to step next. The going was slower, required more patience, more concentration on the path that was being taken.
“I love you, God – you make me strong. God is bedrock under my feet, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight. My God – the high crag where I run for dear life, hiding behind the boulders, safe in the granite hideout. “ Psalm 18:1-2 The Message
I have learned that taking the easier, faster way in life is not always the best way and often becomes quite boring and sometimes more harmful. His way requires me to fix my eyes on Him and be patient for Him to show me the next step. It does not always feel safe or look safe but it is always the most satisfying and the most secure place to be.
