Ocean waves


Looking out at the vastness of the ocean water as the waves make their rhythmic movements towards the shore, always has me reflecting on life.  

I look out as far as I can see…I just can’t see the ending.  

I watch the waves…then I close my eyes and just listen.  

Sometimes the waves are smooth and subtle, other times they come crashing in so hard their intensity causes white caps and a loud clapping sound.  

Isn’t this life?  

I have days where I couldn’t find a worry if I tried, and others where the waves of life feel so powerful that I fear they may pull me under.  

As I sit on the sandy shore, close to the shoreline, I watch the ebbs and flows of each wave.  I can predict when the next wave will come crashing inland.  It never misses a beat. The rhythmic motion and sound is ever so calming.   

I don't have any control over when or how the waves move, but there are forces acting upon them.  Something much greater than myself is propelling the force to drive them towards the shore.  

I can’t see where the water ends but I see how beautiful the journey of the waves is.  I can’t see where my life journey ends either, but I do see how beautiful the experience is.  

When the big waves of life come crashing in, I can find reassurance in knowing that they won’t last forever.  A calm is on its way. 

I am grateful for the opportunity to slow down and reflect upon the ocean and its many lessons to be learned.  

The ocean is dependable, resilient and strong…and so am I. 






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