Walking along the
beach in San Diego with my wife, we began discussing the beauty of the ocean
and comparing it to the mountains. A native of Colorado, and a little squeamish about water, Cindi prefers the mountains. I
love them both. The mountains speak to me of majestic splendor, a quiet,
peaceful awesomeness, an unmovable strength. The great oceans communicate a
wild unpredictability, an untamable strength, a consistent activity of breaking
waves that lulls you into a cautious comfort with nearby danger.
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| Sunrise over El Capitan |
You will keep in perfect peace
those whose minds are steadfast,
because they trust in you.
Trust in the Lord forever,
for the Lord, the Lord himself, is the Rock eternal.
(Is 26:3,4)
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| Oregon Coast - Summer 2014 |
Every time I watch the ocean and it's endless waves, I am reminded of a quote from C.S. Lewis' The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe, "'Safe?' said Mr. Beaver; 'don’t you hear what Mrs. Beaver tells you? Who said anything about safe? Course he isn’t safe. But he’s good. He’s the King, I tell you.'"
God is not safe. He is not controlled by our emotions or attempted manipulations. We can't bargain with Him. But in a dangerous, evil world, I don't want a 'safe' God. Witnessing the wildness of the ocean does not make me restless but peaceful. I know behind the wild waves is a God who is Good, who has '...plans to prosper (me) and not to harm (me), plans to give (me) hope and a future.
Make a joyful noise to the LORD, all the earth;
break forth into joyous song and sing praises!
...Let the sea roar, and all that fills it;
the world and those who dwell in it!
Let the rivers clap their hands;
let the hills sing for joy together (Ps 98:4-8)




