Beaches are beautiful, no matter the season...and that even includes winter-time. There's a calm...an aloneness (not many brave the cold and wind)...a beautiful bleakness!
The winter beach is a silvery wonderland at times
and a burst of ravishing color at others, like the winter sunrises preceding blustery storms.
And all this makes me think of the winter of life...those silvery golden years...perhaps more silvery than golden.
There's a calm, a slowness, an aloneness, a beautiful bleakness, even in the midst of suffering and the "long good-bye."
And yes, there are periodic bursts of glory as clarity and deep wisdom and understanding reveal the real person inside, despite the usual hiddenness.
Can you tell I'm continuing the long good-bye with my precious mom? For how long...only the Lord knows! And His plans and timing are always perfect!
Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out! Romans 11:33 NIV
So yes, there's beauty in the winter beach...and in the winter life.
Glory on, oh beloved both!
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