As I ran through fog this morning/afternoon, I felt tense. When ever I run at the beach I tend to feel Gods wrath more than His peace at times. And I like it. It is a good reminder that He is powerful. I imagine the powerful waves sweeping me away into the abis. How the semi solid earth, sand that my bare feet sink in upon then quickly disappears into the abis, washing away in the undertow.
I feel Him creep up at my heels with cold salt water of the pacific. Urging me to pick up my feet, pick up the pace... Keep going! I couldn't see past the breakers but I could still feel Him and His overwhelming presence of never ending proof. The ocean is less real than God if you think about it. God created the sea so at one point in time it never existed. Perhaps it was a thought that became earthly reality upon the dawn of creation.
Thankful for the ability and opportunity to dream...
Keep adventuring.
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