Synonyms for the beach (or, as my PA friends would say, the shore): Calm. Relaxing. Hypnotic, Beckoning. Soothing. Beautiful. Restful, Peaceful.
It was about 63º yesterday afternoon, so we had a perfect January beach day. Jackets, of course, because there’s always enough of a breeze to make it feel cooler than whatever the temperature says.
I still can’t walk very far because of my back issues, but I was able to enjoy a slow stroll with Terry. He’s not as big a fan of the beach as I am, but he endures it because he knows I love it. He’d rather be in the woods.
We all have a place that we wind soothing and safe. When I do trauma therapy, I ask my clients to create a safe place in their minds; a place where they feel protected, calm, and safe from their fears. The beach is popular. So is the forest. Some choose the home of their grandparents or some other people in their lives who sheltered them.
Thinking about all that, I thought of this passage:
121 I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help.
2 My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth.
3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.
4 Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep.
5 The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.
6 The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor the moon by night.
7 The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil: he shall preserve thy soul.
8 The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore.
We had devotions from this passage on Sunday morning, and I know it to a lovely melody that has been in my mind ever since. The Lord is my safe place. He is the One I go to when I am stressed or fearful, feeling unable to cope.