By Karen Friday
God has a way of speaking to me when I least expect to hear His voice.
Last week my family, minus my son, was on vacation at a beach in South Carolina. We concentrated on relaxation and desired to catch our breath from daily life.
An ocean front condo and grand view of the Atlantic Ocean welcomed us to town as if to say; “Well, hello Fridays. Good to see you. Enjoy.”
Four out of Five
I’m not referring to four out of five dentist recommend a toothpaste. I experienced four out of five of the human senses at the sea.
1. Hearing: Turns out you don’t have to hold a large seashell to your ear to hear the ocean. The sound of waves lullabied me to sleep at night and awoke me each morning. The real thing. I own a noise machine and have the idream App on my iphone as sleep-aid devices. Both produce sound waves of random noises such as white noise, waterfalls, and ocean waves. But I was privileged to a live performance of God’s handiwork. A concert of waves harmonically dancing in rhythm. God taught me that He is the real thing. He can’t be technically reproduced in a device or machine. Turns out, the sounds of God are all around me. In creation, people, and life. I am never on vacation from Him or His voice. I can hear Him speak to me anywhere and any time. I’m privileged to a live performance of His handiwork in my life.
2. Sight: My bedroom window captured first sight of the sea world. Every morning I peeped through curtains to see the magnificent display of God’s creation. Wait, it gets better. A balcony with a sliding glass door in the living room grabbed my eyes attention throughout the day. Whether I was inside or outside, on the balcony or beach, the sand and surf were there—large and in charge—for my viewing pleasure. God taught me that He wants to capture my first sight each day. To see Him. The magnificent display of God in my world through His Word, prayer, and relationship with Him. Jesus desires to grab my eyes attention throughout the day. He’s there—large and in charge—for my viewing pleasure.
3. Smell: Have you smelled it? The ocean has a unique aroma. It’s hard to find words to describe it, but I’ll try. Crisp. Freshness in the air. Salty—yes, you can smell salty. While it’s true that seaweed and dead sea creatures stink, there are pleasant smells. I could smell ocean air long before I set my eyes on it. My nose always knows. God taught me that I have a unique aroma. For we are to God the pleasing aroma of Christ among those who are being saved and those who are perishing. (2 Corinthians 2:15 ESV.) Others can smell the fragrance of Jesus in me long before they set eyes on me. In my words on the phone. In my penned words. In the way I conduct myself on social media.
4. Touch: As I walked out into the water, I came in contact with the tactile sensation of the sea, letting the waves hit no higher than my waist. My daughter and her husband rode the waves on a boogie board. However, I did not share their passion or want to catch waves. I watched and supported from the water’s edge. Some days the current was strong and forceful. We noticed a feeble, elderly man gingerly wade out into the water. Unsteady on his feet, he would lose his footing. Unsure if he would regain his stance, I grew concerned. A wave came along and knocked him off his feet. A bystander assisted as I wondered, “Is the lifeguard aware of the man’s delicate body and what could quickly turn disastrous?” God taught me that He is always with me as I wade into the water. He watches and supports. Some days the current is strong and forceful. I may be feeble and unsteady on my feet. But He is aware when I am delicate and lose my footing in life. When life knocks me off my feet, I will regain my stance because He is with me.
5. Taste: Tasting salty sea water can only be accomplished by venturing out deep and not keeping your mouth closed. In the past, I did taste the sea. This is not an activity that needs to be repeated and the reason I did not experience this sense at the ocean. God taught me to daily drink fresh water He provides. To come to Him thirsty for living water and offer it to my family; “Well, hello Fridays. Good to see you. Enjoy.”
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August 27, 2015 at 9:55 am | Uncategorized