Thank You for walking with me along this shoreline that You spoke into existence...I don't understand.
Lord Jesus, thank You for holding my hand as I walk, the same hand that has nail scars in it...scars for me...I don't understand.
Holy Spirit, thank You for giving me a language that has words to use to speak to my Father and my Savior...they understand.
Breakers crash against the shore, then cease-
for receding moments there is peace;
Breakers come a'crashing one time more...
so the living cycle on the shore.
Thank You again for walking with me here and showing me Your order.
It is greater for me, however.
No matter how high or violent the breakers are against my life, there is peace within, Your peace. Thank You for Your perfect peace, Lord.
Thank You for again teaching me life here on the shore that You made by Your word.