But now more than ever the word about Jesus spread abroad; many crowds would gather to hear him and to be cured of their diseases. But he would withdraw to deserted places and pray.
The beach after dark
may be even more wondrous
than in daylight
The roar of the breakers
speaks of power
The noise of the shingle
being dragged by the tide
speaks of tenacity
The smell of salt and seaweed
speaks of healing freshness
And the flash of lighthouses
along the coast
speaks of safety and home
And I like to think of you, O Christ
inhaling the scents
and savouring the sounds of the beach
as you sought to escape and recharge
Just as I know you
walking with me
in the dark
dodging the incoming tide
stepping over jellyfish
slipping on patches of seaweed
breathing in
the energy of love and healing
found in communion
with the divine
Creator
Redeemer
Sustainer
God.
Just as I know you
walking with me
in the dark
dodging the incoming tide
stepping over jellyfish
slipping on patches of seaweed
breathing in
the energy of love and healing
found in communion
with the divine
Creator
Redeemer
Sustainer
God.
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