Building houses OF sand and ON a foundation of sand can not withstand the storms, it's certainly true to Jesus' parable. In fact, they can't even withstand the daily tide. A dear friend said to me the other day, "It's not the dragons. It's the gnats." So true. The daily tide of life (conflict, work, parenting, relationships, rejection, finances, betrayal, people's needs) can be so difficult to endure for the long term. This wasn't supposed to be a post about trial, but the truth is that there was a bit of that hanging over this vacation. The good news, though, is that getting away granted a bit of reprieve from its disappointing, discouraging nature.
Getting out of the house and spending time in a different location always helps put things in better perspective, and we did have a refreshing time away, so back to the sand castles....
Kayla enjoyed hanging out in the one that Kory made one day ~ sort of an inverted one, built deep down in a valley of sorts ~ as well as showcasing her own masterpiece. We spent nearly three whole days (afternoons) on the beach, and two of them were fairly chilly. I had to wear a sweatshirt the entire time one day. Oh, New England...
But on our last day, the temps were up around 80 degrees (sigh...), so we made the most of that one.
Cooper built a castle, too, but his looked more like a Hershey's Kiss ~ only slightly larger. (Sorry, no photos) He eventually gave up and took to simply sunbathing and well, just generally looking cool.
Everyone braved the 60 degree water except for me. It actually didn't seem as cold as usual, and I did make it in to my knees. I didn't want to spend the rest of the afternoon shivering on the beach, though, so I stayed dry for the most part. Plus, I was being swept away via words on a page to both southern India as I read the biography of Amy Carmichael, and also to Depression Era New York City and Ireland, as I finally picked up Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt. It's been in a basket in my room or on my nightstand for years.
|Robert thought the cold water might give him some relief from back pain, but sadly, it really didn't.|
|Pretty sure they were just numb by the time they came out of the water!|
|An attempt to warm up. (Well, and avoid another photo.)|
If you know my daughter at all or read the last post about Kayla's birthday, you won't be surprised that a unicorn made an appearance on the beach. She also recently acquired a t-shirt that reads "I liked unicorns before it was cool," and it's true, she did, in her generation anyway. I cringe at the latest fashions ~ high-waisted, button-fly, acid-washed jeans, cropped tops, rainbows, unicorns, and all things 70's and 80's. Don't these kids know how we 40-somethings look at old photos of ourselves wearing those exact same things with so much regret?
|Kory working on one of his three sand castle designs over the course of our trip.|
|View from the Marginal Way|
For the Lord is a great God, and a King above all gods
In whose hand are the depths of the earth, the peaks of the mountains are His also
The sea is His, for it was He who made it, and His hands formed the dry land
Come, let us worship and bow down, let us kneel before the Lord our Maker
Psalm 95: 3-6
|Low tide and a few other runners and walkers.|
|This map must show the high-tide view! Looks like I was running in the ocean ~ or swimming.|
|I returned "home" to this pretty view of Perkins Cove and sitting on the deck with Robert while|
our three teens slept.
When we returned, we made one pajama-clad child come outside on the deck and take our picture.
So thankful for this 15 year Maine vacation tradition!