Who have placed the sand as the bound of the sea
Jeremiah 5:22 “Do you not fear Me? ‘ says the Lord. ‘ Will you not tremble at My presence, Who have placed the sand as the bound of the sea, By a perpetual decree, that it cannot pass beyond it? And though its waves toss to and fro, Yet they cannot prevail; Though they roar, yet they cannot pass over it. “
Today, was our day off. A rest day set aside from study and reading the Bible A day where I can try to put where I am and what I am doing into some form of manageable understanding for myself. Or just allow whatever I have learned to permeate through during a relaxing day of reflection in God.
I have decided that once a week, we will go out of the area to see some of the wonderful sights around Brittany. So today we set off early to a little place on the northern coast, due South West of the Channel Islands to a place called Saint Quay Portiere.
We were on the road just as the day was breaking, not to beat the traffic, as there is none to beat, but to enjoy the day it at its earliest. I think is always the best to see and hear and explore before anything gets disturbed too much. It took about an hours drive along field sided roads, twisting and turning through the remnants of the early morning mist, a really pleasant drive.
We found it with the aid of the Sat Nav and headed for the seafront in search of somewhere to park. Not knowing how long we could park for or how much it would be. There was no need for either consideration, right on the sea front an impeccably clean car park had no time restriction and was completely free! To be honest, I haven’t seen a car park that isn’t free as of yet and we have been to some lovely places.
Wow! What a lovely place! A curved bay, granite rocks either side provide adequate protection if the sea blows up a storm. Fine clean sand with a tinge of the granite black sand pulverised by the sea relentless movement. Spotless white thick balustrades providing edges for walkways. Pretty painted houses with their thick walled defences against the elements.
We walk down to the beach and hear the gulls cry in their early morning call to each other as they glide overhead rolling over the gentle breeze. The smell of the sea fills my senses as I close my eyes and hear the small waves crashing in.
“The sea is His, for He made it; And His hands formed the dry land.“ Psalm 95:5
There is always something wonderful about coming to the seaside for me. Where the ocean meets dry land, where the mountains meet the sea. Who amongst us can deny the mighty work of the Lord, cannot plainly see The Creators mastery. If they cant see it in people then how can they not see it here? This separation point, the demarcation line of land and sea?
Being here takes me back to my childhood. It fills huge voids in my exploratory mind as question after question fills my mind like each rolling wave crashing into the sand and pushing and spreading up the beach before it runs out of power and has to recede. Only to be replaced by another trying with its all to reach further than the last, only to dissipate like the last and the next, and the next …
Bertie runs around and around, in giant circles, as I seek God for life’s giant questions.
I sense being clearer on my journey with God and being here has helped me draw ever closer. I am not entirely sure if Bertie got any answers from his running around but he seems to be enjoying himself immensely.
I am looking forward to the upcoming week of reading and study of Gods Word. I shall leave you with poignant part of where it started, not just the reading this week, …
GENESIS Chapter 1:9-10. Then God said “Let the waters under the heavens be gathered together into one place, and let the dry land appear“ and it was so. And God called the dry land Earth, and the gathering together of the waters He called Seas. And God saw that it was good.