There are two places in nature that, in my mind, are tough competitors for the spot where I feel closest to God. One is in the mountains, any mountains. There is a majesty for me in the mountains. There is a permanence that exudes God’s everlasting nature, along with a strength that reminds me God is always in control. I stand in awe when I am in the mountains.
The close competition is at the beach. As I watch the waves come in and go out, I feel in that rhythm God reminding me that I am constantly being sought. That God is always reaching out to give me strength and endurance. Then, just as constantly, God is taking away my pain, my fear, my doubt.
Blessings.
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