We all come to the water.
--the family of six celebrating their first year in North Carolina at Fort Bragg; mom organizing the kids while dad thinks about another organized run;
--a young couple collecting shells with their small child; the woman as bald as the man though probably unintentionally, perhaps hoping that as her hair lengthens so will her days to spend with her family;
--a gathering of generations all wearing white shirts getting ready for their family portrait on the beach; possibly remembering those who have gone before while holding tightly onto those coming up next;
We all come to the water.
--a one-armed man guiding his wife and children back to their campsite, embracing us with his cheerful disposition and even warmer smile;
--an older couple with too big of a truck and a ridiculously large trailer that does not seem too much when upon closer inspection the license plate reads: Nam '66 (with a purple heart emblem);
--a young woman with a certain glow who proudly shares with the world her good news blossoming in her protruding belly; the young man accompanying her having absolutely no idea what comes next;
We all come to the water.
--the Canadians--God bless the Canadians!-- who arrive primarily from Quebec with slightly different camping equipment, speaking their beautiful language--"Bienvenue;"
--a young man overcome with excitement for the waves, the sun, the incredible beauty of nature, breaks into song, "the seas are alive with the sound of music" and laughter can be the only response;
--the guy who looks like Jesus occupying the campsite we were hoping to have as we then realize that if we can't have it, who better to take it;
We all come to the water.
The sea oats each stand alone on the dunes, connected by deep root systems that unite and strengthen them against the fierce winds. They appear fragile, as though they could break without much force, but hold the sand in place so that the beach will continue to be a place for all to come. They withstand great adversity because though they seem to be independent of one another, they are actually created to live as a community.
"Everyone who thirsts,
Come to the waters;
And you who have no money,
Come, buy and eat.
Yes, come, buy wine and milk
Without money and without price.
Why do you spend money for what is not bread,
And your wages for what does not satisfy?
Listen diligently to Me, and eat what is good,
And let your soul delight itself in abundance."
[Isaiah 55:1-2]
--the family of six celebrating their first year in North Carolina at Fort Bragg; mom organizing the kids while dad thinks about another organized run;
--a young couple collecting shells with their small child; the woman as bald as the man though probably unintentionally, perhaps hoping that as her hair lengthens so will her days to spend with her family;
--a gathering of generations all wearing white shirts getting ready for their family portrait on the beach; possibly remembering those who have gone before while holding tightly onto those coming up next;
We all come to the water.
--a one-armed man guiding his wife and children back to their campsite, embracing us with his cheerful disposition and even warmer smile;
--an older couple with too big of a truck and a ridiculously large trailer that does not seem too much when upon closer inspection the license plate reads: Nam '66 (with a purple heart emblem);
--a young woman with a certain glow who proudly shares with the world her good news blossoming in her protruding belly; the young man accompanying her having absolutely no idea what comes next;
We all come to the water.
--the Canadians--God bless the Canadians!-- who arrive primarily from Quebec with slightly different camping equipment, speaking their beautiful language--"Bienvenue;"
--a young man overcome with excitement for the waves, the sun, the incredible beauty of nature, breaks into song, "the seas are alive with the sound of music" and laughter can be the only response;
--the guy who looks like Jesus occupying the campsite we were hoping to have as we then realize that if we can't have it, who better to take it;
We all come to the water.
The sea oats each stand alone on the dunes, connected by deep root systems that unite and strengthen them against the fierce winds. They appear fragile, as though they could break without much force, but hold the sand in place so that the beach will continue to be a place for all to come. They withstand great adversity because though they seem to be independent of one another, they are actually created to live as a community.
"Everyone who thirsts,
Come to the waters;
And you who have no money,
Come, buy and eat.
Yes, come, buy wine and milk
Without money and without price.
Why do you spend money for what is not bread,
And your wages for what does not satisfy?
Listen diligently to Me, and eat what is good,
And let your soul delight itself in abundance."
[Isaiah 55:1-2]
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