Growing up in Florida, it’s easy to take this Sunshine State for granted.
I’ve found myself complaining about the heat.
I’ve found myself complaining of the lack of seasons we have.
I’ve found myself longing for a change of scenery and to experience someplace different.
I’ve found myself not content with where God has me right now.
I’ve found myself not recognizing the beauty that surrounds me.
I stopped for a moment, and I’ve found myself in awe.
It’s then I realize that God is so much bigger than me. His beauty, far greater than I could ever imagine.
The beach is my happy place. There’s no other place where I feel closer to God. It’s a place where I instantly feel peace. It’s a place where with each crash of the waves I feel like it’s carrying away each worry, doubt, and fear. I realize that he knows the number of grains of sand, just as he knows the number of hairs on my head.
This weekend, I’ve found myself extremely grateful.
Genesis 1:31 - God saw Beauty in what he created. And God saw all that He had made, and behold, it was very good.
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