The 'hot sand hop' brings a smile to everyones face, apart from the poor soul who is dancing frantically across the beach in search of sweet relief in the cool waters of the waves that beckon.
A stranger's towel is fair game; a stray frisbee, a small child's bucket—each object a potential source of relief from the searing burn of the sun-scorched sand. A rare shadow, cast long over the wasteland, becomes a beacon of hope and rest.
These are my memories of childhood summers at the beach.
Searching for shadows.
I cherish these memories, as they remind me to seek shelter in the shadow even today.
Psalm 91:1-2 says:
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say to the LORD, "My refuge and my fortress, my God, in whom I trust". (ESV)
The beauty of these verses is found in the person that casts His awesome shadow across the landscape of my life.
The Most High.
It's in this shadow I find shelter.
In it I find both a refuge and a fortress.
And in it, I join voice with the Psalmist who says, "My God, in whom I trust".