Behold the rush of the ocean's kiss upon the shore,
Wiping clean the sandy slate that was there before.
Sea gulls sailing overhead,
White against a sunset of red
Calling out their praises to a God who cares,
Behold shells of pearl, Jewels of the sea with oceanic flair.
Feel the mist-the motion and the power,
An endless display hour after hour--
Never ending waves that sing of might and dreamy infinity,
Yet casting up it's foamy shame for all the world to see.
Debris washed upon time's sandy shore,
Thought of worth, to be no more--
But somethings are redeemed from the sandy tide,
And subsequently become the searcher's pride.
And though the tides may rise and wane,
The Creator's Love remains the same
And in the Rhythmic ocean is heard,
The unending message, a Divine word:
"THIS IS THE WAY THAT I LOVE THEE,
AS SPOKEN CEASELESSLY BY THE SEA.
MY POWER IS GREAT TO CHANGE AND REDEEM THEE,
THAT YOU MAY BE FREE AS THE GULLS WHO WING THEIR WAY TO ME
ESCAPING THE RESTLESSNESS OF FRUITLESS HUMANITY,
SOARING ABOVE THAT FITFUL SEA,
SEEKING HEAVEN'S CALM AND ETERNITY.
SEE HERE, O GRAPHIC'LY I ILLUSTRATE,
MY DYNAMIC LOVE WHICH IS TREMENDOUSLY GREAT
EVER SEEKING,SURGING, ROLLING--RELENTLESS AND TRUE,
YES, THIS IS A SYMBOL OF MY LOVE FOR YOU."
What cause is there for doubting this God of steadfast Love
Who wants to share with you His Grace and Blessed Home Above?