July 2020

  • Forgiven

    Writing in the sand can be relaxing. I’m not the best artist, so it’s a good thing God erases it and gives a blank canvas to try again. As I walked along the beach this morning I thought about the two times Jesus stooped down to write in the sand. John 8:1-11 tells us a

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  • Family Moments

    Outside of Jesus, I’d say family is the most important relationship I have. To date, we’ve had an incredible 20 years of marriage, 16 years of parenting, hundreds of memories, and one blessed family. The beach really isn’t about the beach. The lake really isn’t about the lake. Camping really isn’t about camping. They are

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  • A new condominium is on the way up at the beach. A souvenir store stood in its place last year. As I watched some construction take place on it today, I thought, “I wonder how high it will be? I wonder how deep is the foundation?” You see, how high the structure will be has

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  • “Unexpected Birds of Prey” Seagulls are everywhere at the beach…everywhere’s there’s someone with a bag of chips or a ham sandwich that is. Throw one Cheeto and you’ll attract a dozen birds. They lie in wait (or fly in wait) hoping for anything. They are somewhat birds of opportunity, maybe even birds of prey. Not

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  • Bedrock Beach Building

    A new condominium is on the way up at the beach. A souvenir store stood in its place last year. As I watched some construction take place on it today, I thought, “I wonder how high it will be? I wonder how deep is the foundation?” You see, how high the structure will be has

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  • Lifeguards on Duty

    Walking along the public beach in the morning is absolutely beautiful! But among this evident beauty can be hidden danger. About every 100 yards there is a lifeguard stand. The stand is a symbol and a platform for rescuing, but the structure itself can save no one. It gives the lifeguard the vantage point to

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  • Repair Beyond Broken

    Beach Devotion #1 While running at the beach this morning, I saw this pile of broken and discarded beach chairs and tents. Behind the fence was an even greater pile. The hopeful handyman in me stopped to see which ones were salvageable. Some would be easily repaired with a new bolt. Some would be more

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