Jesus, I was hoping you would have something for me here at the beach today. You often do when I take time to look up, look down, look around,Â Â but I didnâ€™t do a lot of that kind of looking today.Â While I found myself restless in my body, there still was a peacefulness of mind and soul that comes with the sound of the waves, even when they are quietly slipping in and out like they are today.
I roamed the beach, looking for beach jewels â€“ shards of discarded, broken glass, seasoned by the lake water, stones , sand and time, reminding me You make all things new.
I know I spend most of my time looking down when I walk the beach these days. Thatâ€™s where the treasures are.Â Every now and then I did stop to pay attention, to ask if you had something for me here today.Â Like I said, Iâ€™m restless in my body today and the still, quiet moments were fleeting.
And now here I am at the end of this sun-filled, blue-sky, blue-lake day, still wondering if you had something for me, and a tinge of disappointment it seems you didnâ€™t.Â Did I miss it?
I take time now to look up, look down, look around here at my go-to-beach.Â This place has held sacred moments for me over the years.Â I have grieved losses and processed the growth that comes with the losses, Â because I had learned You donâ€™t waste suffering if we cooperate with you. Iâ€™ve felt lonely and sad, and happy here. I have breathed deeply here. I feel most alive when I am at the Lake. Mostly Iâ€™ve felt your presence.
I look south along the shore and see the skyline of Chicago 46 miles south. Because my phone fell in the lake, I canâ€™t even take a picture, but I doÂ have a picture of the first time I noticed it.
Even though I know these are man-made structures Iâ€™m seeing as the sun begins to set, the scene captures my attention.Â It seems like theyâ€™re saying, â€œSee, weâ€™re still here.â€ Knowing how quickly a skyline can change, it always makes me happy to see the familiar arrangement of skyscrapers outlined against the evening Â sky.
And I hear You say:
Iâ€™m here. Donâ€™t you see?
Iâ€™ve been with you all day
as you slowly made you way up
and down the beaches
Your head down, eyes focused
looking to find the color in the stones.
I know how happy it makes you.
I delighted in your joy.
When you sat on the shore, digging down
through the layers of ground
finding more color in the dirt
I sat beside you, smiling
When you did a little happy dance
as your footprint uncovered that
tiny red shard, your first-ever
I danced with you.
When you dropped those precious
Cobalt Blues into your bag
with a happy sigh,
I was delighted along with you .
When you connected with a new friend
while digging through those stones
You felt joy.
I felt joy with you
When your phone took
dip in the lake
You didnâ€™t panic
I didnâ€™t panic either.
When you felt that tinge of sadness
thinking I had nothing for you today
I was sad with you.
I was with you all day.
I have you. Everyday. Always.
Can that be enough for today.
I breathed a deep sigh of
smiled and said
“Oh Yes, Itâ€™s enough.”
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Jesus has me. Everyday. Always.
and . . .
Jesus has you. Everyday. Always.