Our puppy’s first glimpse of the ocean

Do you remember the first time you saw the ocean?  I don’t, but I do remember early sensations of getting used to hot sand on my feet, the roar of the water, the feeling of being somewhere totally different yet comforting in its encompassing world.  The Outer Banks of NC has been my training ground since the age of 3, and the feeling of the sea oats, the dunes, the unpredictable surf is the best medicine to me.  God has used water in my life to draw me closer to Him, to be able to calm down and listen to His voice and His only.  I thank Him for it, for waves and sky and clouds and sand and sounds and salt air.  Whether you’re by the sea or dreaming of it today, thank Him for the things you love.  Lisa