My stay at Terrace Beach over Easter was one of wonder, excitement, wrestling with God and all the emotions that come with uncovering more layers of the heart. All good but certainly not easy.
I had read about this place on the Internet and the manager had explained what it was like to me. Arriving there on Wednesday evening I could hear the roar of the sea, I could smell it but I had not yet seen the beach that had been described.
Early Thursday morning I made my soy latte, put it in my thermos, took my folding red chair, my green down throw, pen and a journal, threw my old hand knit turquoise cross country ski sweater on, grabbed my 26 year old Canon AE-1 camera and headed out. I wound my way past the 3 rows of cabins and down the steep steps to the beach. Now I saw it! Terrace Beach is a little cove of tranquility and the wild beauty of the sea is obvious just beyond the cove. Eagles shouted from their nest overhead, a seal came to see who was on his beach, gulls lollygagged on the water surface and ravens came looking for scraps.
In this moment all my senses were alive. The body, mind and heart were fully connected to that moment, a healing moment. I was experiencing the sea I had heard of, read of and known about. My belief and my experience were connecting in that holy intersection that is known as “love in action”.
Is that how Job felt when his belief and experience intersected and he said I have heard of you before, but now I have seen you with my own eyes.
What does love in action look like for you?
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