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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Thanksgiving (04/18/05)

TITLE: Sands of Time
By Linda Germain
04/23/05


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There is no one else on the beach as the sun begins to slide into a vast ocean, further than I can imagine. A slight breeze makes me glad for the light sweater. I must have walked for miles, or so it seems.

The gentle lapping sound at water’s edge is soothing. I am entranced with the way barefoot prints fill so quickly and then disappear as if I were never there. A few lagging seagulls have one more thing to say as they make for port; like calling out a last good night to all their mirror images.

We do not understand each other, yet we exist peacefully here at the shore. Besides, I am the one with the stale bread who is anxious to share. They have nothing for me, except as a lovely addition to this seascape. It is not always about getting. Giving has its own reward.

I turn to retrace steps already erased and forgotten. It must be the way God sees our sin when we ask forgiveness: gone. The air is so fresh I must stop and concentrate on inhaling. It is not as if I have never breathed this unique mixture of salt and sand and ocean life before, but this minute it brings a new satisfaction to my soul.

Tonight I am not fretting or pleading. I am not on my face begging for God’s mercy and restoration. There is no pain in my heart so deep that I must add drops of tears to the gentle warmth of salty water covering my toes as it moves its mark with each wave.

I can barely see my special rock on which I lean. It is safe from the tide – just. There on my Grandma’s old quilt I drop down for a rest, and to be still and listen. This is almost heaven, this comforting sound of the cleansing of the beach. All signs of disturbance are washed out to sea and I am so filled with the presence of the Savior I can only give thanks.

“Thank you, Lord,” I sing. “Thank you for putting me where I belong. Thank you for using me to your Glory, for giving me a gift, for teaching me to use it, for providing for me, for loving me. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.”

“Praise your Holy name. I love you Lord. You are a mighty fortress, the rock of my salvation, the Alpha and Omega. I stand in awe of you. Your presence is palpable and real and I lift holy hands to worship and adore you, precious Savior.”

Hours pass, yet I am unaware. The giving of thanks continues and peace overflows my heart. I am drenched with love and ready to obey. I gather up the quilt and shake out the sand, then wrap it around myself like a mantle and, one step at a time, take the last leg of my journey home.


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Dixie Phillips 04/25/05
Wow! The line that blessed my socks off was, 'I am drenched with love and ready to obey.' Loved the intimacy between the Heavenly Father & the writer.
Delores Baber04/25/05
How very gifted you are. And the tenderness and thankfulness you express is beautiful. I loved the way you described the birds calling out to their reflections in the water as though they were leaving them behind. You wrote with a heart filled with thanksgiving. Blessed.
Lynda Lee Schab 04/25/05
Wow. Simply beautiful. Your writing touched my soul and made me also want to sing praises of thanks to our wonderful Creator.
Thanks for sharing.
Blessings, Lynda
Val Clark04/26/05
Moments like you've shared in your special place are wonderful and you have bought us into that place so quickly and related your time of invigorating worship so well that I feel that I am there.
Maxx .04/26/05
Excellent. I love moments like these on the beach as well.
Karen Deikun04/27/05
Very nicely done. It gives such a sense of peace.
darlene hight04/28/05
This is beautiful! You made me home sick for some time on the beach alone with God. Beautifully written!
Sally Hanan05/01/05
Ah yes Miss. Scarlet, I loved this. Very peaceful and grateful peace/piece.