four days at avila beach and I feel like a new man.but I have to come back to the real world.
what is there about the foaming angry ocean that is so cleansing? what is it about ocean waves crashing against the ragged rock shorelines that is so peaceful? why is it that I find myself transported to calm and rest in the midst of its fury and restless power?
i know. it feels to me like God is there, in the midst of it all.
in my real world I need to make the same discovery...in the midst of anger, screaming emotions, and power surges.
God is there.
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