Each Ocean Wave Has Two Faces
A wave moving across the vast ocean expanse is lost in the horizon. Hardly distinguished from the crest before or the one yet to come into view. The will of the wind conforms each wave's size and frequency. The wave doesn't start to become unique until it reaches a boundary.
The shore edge is a boundary that is the breaking point of all waves. Standing from shore you see the wave crest and erupt into a white frothy foam. Perhaps it curls into a graceful tunnel as it goes storming out of existence. The side you see from shore is confrontational and magnificent, the source of many inspired writings and thoughts.
Opposite the magnificence and fury is a side that few see or experience. The back of the wave is as graceful as the front is unwieldy. It appears to effortlessly roll over and into the shore as to rest for another attempt at overcoming the boundary. If the wind is fickle and changes direction against the wave it created the frothy spray is whisked up into the air as an ethereal veil to cover the wave's graceful end.
People are much the same when the precipice of a unavoidable boundary is reached. The face and emotion that everyone can see doesn't always correspond to the emotion or rational behind it. While the world may see a game face approaching the boundary the true face behind it may be completely opposite.
Who can see both of your faces?
"Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me." Psalm 42:7 NIV
Today Is The Day
Googling "Today is the Day" produces an interesting cross section of results from popular culture. Seems the algorithmic genius of Google can't decide so it throws a smattering of results.
What does it mean to you?
"What does it mean to me?" you ask? I'm so glad you did. Honestly, not that I have a lot to say on the matter but I'd be amiss not to testify that, to me, it means:
The LORD has done it this very day;
let us rejoice today and be glad.
-Psalm 118:24
Me, Myself, and I at the Beach
The waves rolled Me around the surf.
They excited myself, terribly so.
I let them take me for a ride.
The breaking waves kept pushing Me back.
Kicking and paddling propelled Myself across the breakers to wait for a wave.
All so I could enjoy the ride!
Me, Myself, and I sat on the beach with the
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
It was refreshing to be in such good company at the beach.
That’s Where I Want To Be…
Disciples drifting on the waves
They call to Jesus the one who saves
There's Jesus walking on the sea
Disciples said, "That's where I want to be"
And if you step out of the boat you just might float
Take a Chance by Lost and Found
Lost and Found has been a favorite band for.. .. umm.. more than half my life. Songs from "This" and "Sikkibahm" have been staples on my mix lists for years and some of my favorite times growing up were centered around Lost and Found concerts. The time finally came to update my play lists, what better to add than "Something"!
Heard "Take a Chance" for the first time while headed to the beach for a weekend surfing trip. What a great song and I apologize for taking it out of context.
Weeds and Dead Leaves Encroach
The grave marker belongs to a man and a life unknown to me. A mystery further shrouded by weeds and dead leaves. Hidden but not forgotten, the flag placed there adds meaning for the flag means something important to me.
Does the flag mean the same thing to me as it did to the life of the person commemorated by the fading marker? An impossible question to answer.
Should a flag fly over my grave would people see it and superpose their understanding of the flag over my own? Or will they superimpose, adding to the meaning, instead of replacing the true meaning?
What did I just do upon viewing the marker and flag that stood before me?
Happy Independence Day America.