No matter how often we take our walk, the beach has not been the same twice. The slant of the sand, the amount and placements of rocks, the driftwood, the rivers, water drainage, people. Every changing. Constant Change. Tonight was no different. I’ve never been to the beach when it was frozen. I’ve been to see the occasional snow in Southern Oregon, but have never witnessed frozen sand and water. Beautiful really doesn’t explain it, and little pocket phone camera’s fail to capture.
We were at camp this year, and a friend was talking about a feature in nature that God Created and the discussion that Christ might have had as man, the first time he saw it with human eyes, being thankful that he created it to sparkle, to reflect light, to be a certain color. I can say that I am thankful, ever so, every day, at the opportunity to witness this glorious creation being worked over day by day with a pallet of many colors and textures.
+Angie Wright
Pebblekeeper 