In my humble opinion, closing the beaches for the 4th of July weekend was unfair but necessarily mandated to curb the viral spike–I get it.

On the other hand, who can deny the salutary benefits of oceanside relaxation while restricting personal choice?

My feet want to hop on hot sand and my body to splash in the ocean with its currents of mercy.

This too shall pass.


Painter on the Way to Work by Vincent van Gogh


We might all be fatigued by the spikes in the virus as civil unrest continues in our land and around the world.  The agitators will always try to distract us; however, there is a standing invitation waiting for our response.  It’s Christ coming to us, to offer his gentle yoke.

“Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and humble of heart; and you will find rest for yourselves.  For my yoke is easy, and my burden light.”  –Matthew 11:30

We are fashioned for this rest.

“Always pray before your work and end it with prayer.  If you do that, God will bless you and your work.”  – Mary’s words spoken at Medjugorje

“The Lord will open to you his good treasury the heavens, to give the rain of your land in its season and to bless all the work of your hands.”  Deuteronomy 28:12

May this new week restore us all.



Upon arrival at the lake, the strong wind was too much for the John boat.

Thank you God for your mighty strength

We meandered alongside the lake as the waves splashed the grassy bank and settled there.  My Beloved baited the fishing line while I sat on the bucket watching intently and scribing what happened.

O The glory of the rising sunshine and birds singing their sweet melodies

All around where gurgling sounds as dragonflies tipped the grassy blades and a frog joined in nature’s symphony.

O The gentleness of God’s voice gliding over the thrashing current

All is wonder, so peaceful far from the city’s cacophony while eagles spread their wings through the powdery sky and every sound echoes far.

God’s stillness spoke kindness

A thought of Jesus on the bank of the Sea of Galilee came to mind, it can be as rough as this lake.  How inviting it must have been for Peter to want to walk on water.  I wondered what creatures lived in the cold deep below the surface.  Then I heard the clickety-click of reeling in the line, oops! the fish was too hungry for the catch.

Being in nature refreshes body and soul, and the heart rejoices.

O Lord, thank you for your unfathomable presence!