If you are not ‘sand-grown’ then what are you? ‘Mud-grown?’ ‘Child of the Concrete?’ Or are we (because I’m not from Blackpool) ‘Un-sand-grown’ – gentiles of the sea-side?
What is about pictures and thoughts of where sea meets land, particularly with sand, that makes us mentally and spiritually relax, and think of sunshine and holidays. When we moved here to work, you could see in people’s eyes that they were thinking we were off to retire to the seaside.
I think we have yet, being here three years, to simply go and spend time on the beach at Cleveleys, as you would on holiday. We’ve definitely made great use of the beach, but this is mainly to walk the dogs (Rollo then Bagel) on.
Maybe if you live here, it doesn’t have that exotic quality of ones you can only visit temporarily, but has a more down-to-earth practical value.
I think simply we are drawn to the edge. The land is where you leave things behind, the sea is the place beyond reach. That seems a place that inspires the soul.
I would suggest that answering the call to follow Jesus puts us in just that place too.
Eternity is an ocean, our time on earth just a step across an island. How good and delightful it is to know Jesus.