Faithfully Lupe

We all have that place we like to go when we need to getaway. Our lives may be busy, things may feel like they are falling apart, we get frustrated and need to find calm in the middle of the storm. That place may be a sweet memory and we just want to visit and reminisce. Maybe that place we go to is simply to have some “me” time. Or maybe we just need to take in the moments that are shaping our lives and all we want to do is soak them in and simply be thankful.

My place is the beach. I’ve experienced the sweetest moments at the beach: time with my family, time with my friends, “me” time, I even had a “first date” at the beach that turned out to be the sweetest love I ever experienced. Mostly, the beach is the place I go where I feel closest to God. Something about watching the waves fills my heart with joy. As I sit and listen to the ocean and bury my feet in the sand, I’m alone with my thoughts and my memories.

Some of the memories make me giggle, some of the memories make me smile and some….have brought confusion and tears. But whether the memory is joy or sadness, I still feel peace. Every time the waves hit the shore I hear God telling me to keep trusting Him. I’ve found myself more at the beach these last few months. Some can call it coincidence but I always like to say that with God- nothing is coincidence. He knows the beach is where I connect with Him most and I have to be willing to trust and listen if this is where He is calling out to me.

Faithfully,
Lupe