At the beach I'm reminded that I need less Microsoft Outlook in my life and more of the Lord's outlook!
God of waves and water,
clouds and sun,
I stand on the edge of the Atlantic,
at the edge of North America.
I give you my rough edges,
my jagged edges.
Make them smooth, Lord.
I surrender my schedule,
the task list and reminders,
the deadlines and meetings.
Vaporize my crazy in the summer sun.
Crank up the surf's white noise.
Pummel my drama with a stiff ocean breeze.
Carry it off in a receding wave.
In nature, with family,
in breaking bread
(with adult beverages)
smooth the edges.
Recharge this soul.
Refresh me.
Thank You!
For my coastal sabbath.
Amen.
