The Way
This post was adapted from a letter of new year's well wishes that was originally written to my friends and family. But I thought it fitting as the first post here - the introduction to my new blog space. A new beginning. A fresh start. During the last week of 2022 I took an early morning walk on the beach. As the sun was rising above the sleeping town of Buffels Bay. It was a spectacular morning. With the droan of the waves on the beach. A fresh ocean breeze in my hair. The feel of coarse, wet sea sand between my toes. Early morning sunshine on my face. Reflections of yellow and gold on calm, clear water. There were a handful of early risers on the beach. Sparse, in the distance. During a busy December at the seaside. When the masses descend and everyone's personal space contracts and shrinks. It felt like manna from heaven. Even though I am not a "morning person", the Lord blessed me with one of His masterpieces that day. It is always during my experiences in natur...