I walked far into the dunes.
What is the best therapy for an over-worked, stressed person?
A moonlit walk on the sands, all alone. Or a moonlit walk anywhere in the silence. There’s always a moon shining in the night.
Kinda helps you think things through…clear things out of your mind that are there but don’t need to be.
Kinda puts everything at rest.
Why? Because at last you are surrounded by some orderliness.
Not a wisp of wind…yet everything moves like clockwork, all around you, as it should.
“When I consider thy heavens… the moon…what is man, that thou art mindful of him?”
How is it, that with all this beauty, God still made us? Knowing we would break the orderliness that His glorious sun and moon would never break?
If you have an answer for that please get back with me.
P.S. Imagine a king looking into a sky full of stars, and a bright moon, and pondering these same words. Read them in Psalm 8.
P.S.S. And yes, like I suggested yesterday, there were kabobs in the evening, the smell drifting from the grill.
First glimpse of the dunes.
Looks like folks have been there already. I can see their footprints.
We all leave footprints in the sands of our lives.
Climbing these dunes is not easy.
It’s not easy, but I know it’s possible. It’s possible because I can see footprints in the sand left by somebody else who tried.
We may be struggling and straining to make it up to the top, but we can look across the way and see someone else who has struggled up the same hill…
And made it.
That is inspiration.
These are the people who leave footprints on our hearts. Footprints in our lives.
And we are never the same again.
We can know that we can make it to the top because we can see their footprints rising over the hill…and going beyond.
You will never walk alone.
Love to each of you,
(P.S. You may be wondering, what’s up with M.E.’s folks at the moment? Well, these dunes are so popular, it looks like we’ll be coming back tomorrow. How does grilling kabobs out on the dunes sound? The silence, the sunset, the smell of barbequeing kabobs wafting into the air….silence and peace and rest from the cares of life.)
Around here that is a major accomplishment not to be taken lightly. How about shooting off some fireworks?
Want to take a peek out of the car window yesterday evening?
Look at the colors in that sky. Wow! (Reminder: After every sunset comes a sunrise.)
This is what I saw when I walked outside today.
Have I told you I LOVE the mountains?
The mountains rise majestically into the sky, solid as rock, powerful, immovable, full of steady strength, the kind of supernatural strength that is uncommon today.
Nothing can move them. They are there to stay.
The kind of strength that gives us comfort.
As humans, we are unfamiliar with that kind of steady dedication.
But as humans, we crave it.
Be a mountain in someone else’s life. And by that, I mean, be strong and be dependable. Be the person someone else can trust to always be there beyond a shadow of doubt. There just might be someone who is counting on you.
Be the person someone else can feel safe with.
There might be someone who is hurting deeply, who is worse than depressed, and you can give them a reason to continue believing in humanity.
There might be somebody who needs to hold onto you because you are the only rock left in their life.
To them, you are a mighty mountain of supernatural strength.
Hold onto them. Now. Give them a reason to believe.
Give them a reason to hope.
You may not ever know what lives you may have saved or changed, simply by living your life every day as a strong steady person in whom others can believe.
There’s scenery behind me, like you wouldn’t believe.
Actually, if you were here, you would probably be telling me I’m looking in the wrong direction. We’ll head on out that way tomorrow.
I’ll leave you in suspense.
Meanwhile, I’ll get some rest.
a very exhausted M.E.
P.S. Is it any wonder that David once wrote, ”Be thou my strong habitation, whereunto I may continually resort: thou hast given commandment to save me; for thou art my rock and my fortress.” He wrote that about his God. It is a comforting thought.
A smile of encouragement at the right moment may act like sunlight on a closed up flower, it may be the turning point for a struggling life. -Anonymous
You may never know it, but one little thing you may do may reach out and change a life.
A smile is worth a thousand words.
A word of encouragement is worth a million.
Taking the time to talk to someone has no measure.
Just listening is sometimes all someone really needs. So many times we ask “How are you?” and everyone obligingly answers, “Fine.”
But sometimes a person may smile and say “fine!” and inside they are churning with turmoil and asking how long it will be before “this will pass.” I know, because I’ve been the one saying “fine.”
That’s when someone takes a moment…only a MOMENT…to personally invest in my life, and do something to give me a little bit of sunshine. I cannot tell you how that helps me to pick myself up out of groveling in the dirt, brush myself off, and start out again with new hope.
It’s often for only a moment. It is a gift that is beyond value it is so precious. Yet it doesn’t cost anything. And someone’s life may be at stake.
So give the gift of a smile to everyone you meet.
Who knows…you might just need to tone up those muscles anyways. I know I do. :-)
With a smile,