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I learned that it doesn't matter how many times I come to a beach, that I still get excited like a child at the first glimpse of the ocean.
As we drive closer to our destination, I start to sense the air change. The smell is salty and then...I see it - through the houses, the never-ending vast ocean.
And almost immediately, like waves that wash away footprints in the sand, I am washed over with peace. It is the place I feel closest to God. It reminds me that life goes on and there is something much bigger than myself.
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Janel, I could have written this post. There has never been a time when I didn't arrive at the beach and breathe in the salty sea air and just feel some relief and relaxation come over me. I can't explain it, I just love it. I also feel closer to God at the beach, or in nature, but I'm not really an outdoorsy girl, so the beach is as close as I get..LOL. I feel God's wonder at the beach.
Enjoy your last beach day!
ditto!!
Beautiful. So glad you had a peaceful time!
Where did you go? It looks like we might have been pretty close to you all at one point.
We were at Myrtle Beach and then took a day trip to Wilmington, NC.
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