Somehow there is a sense of peace given as I walk barefoot in the sand.
It isn't always easy, as the sand is often shifting, there are hills and valleys to walk through. Near the tide the sand is wet and often deep, my feet sink in and it's hard to keep walking forward. Sometimes there's hard shells and pointed glass along the shoreline-my feet hurt . The wet tide comes up unexpectedly and I'm caught off balance, pant wet and sandy!
The sand often takes on different shapes and densities
. The sand is thick and deep and hard to walk in. My feet sink in. It's been lightly sifted. When it's windy there are ripples all along the sand expanse, all the footprints lost in the air.
It's fun to see new fresh indentations return as the sand settles and the birds walk again!
On the beach in the wind the birds will often settle into a V on the sand feathered faces into the wind. They don't pay attention to me as I walk by.
After the rain, the sand is wet and filled with debris. It's so easy to walk because the sand is compact, raindrop imprints still left behind. I reach the shore so quickly I am surprised.
There's little bugs that fly up near the shore and bite me, until the truck comes to clean and sift the messy sand.
Along the shore there's seaweed and other treasures. I have to walk around them, the sand and water churning near my feet. The birds are on a treasure hunt in the sand. They enjoy the experience, complaining and guarding their finds.
Ephesians 6:15
And as shoes for your feet, having put on the readiness given by the gospel of peace.












