The sand was wet, and soft, and sometimes as I tried to plow through it my feet would sink, but I kept pushing along. The whole time I was having this long conversation with God. “God, I want to do what You want me to, I want to hear You, and I want to be obedient. Please help me know the path you have for me.” I talked and talked, watching the sun come up over the ocean, noticing how it seemed the reflection of the sun on the water was following me as I walked. The more I spoke to Him, the more I began to realize that our conversations are so one sided. I am so busy talking, talking, talking, that I am missing a very important part of the conversation.
Listening.
So (ironically) I talked more, and I prayed for help listening. “God please help me listen to You, really listen to You. Please help me to know that it really is You.” As I prayed for God to help me listen, I got this overwhelming feeling that He was telling me to sit down. This idea of sitting down, waiting, and resting in Him had been a theme I had come across so many times lately. I saw it in my Bible, I heard it in messages I listened to, and I kept finding it everywhere. So I replied, “Yes Lord, I want to sit and rest in you”. But no, this time it was not metaphorical.
SIT DOWN.
Much stronger now. I thought maybe I should actually sit down, literally drop down in the sand. Could He really be saying that to me? I wasn’t sure, but in the spirit of trying to be more obedient, I sat down and turned to face the ocean. And there it was, directly in front of me, out in the ocean. The gift that God had prepared for me that morning if I chose to listen to Him.
Dolphins. No, not just dolphins, leaping dolphins. Directly in front of me, bursting out of the water, their full bodies in view, provided by God for my delight. I remember actually clasping my hand over my mouth as it gaped open. Tears streamed down my cheeks. This was a gift from my adoring Father, prepared for me alone to enjoy on this beautiful and peaceful morning at the beach. And I realized, if I had kept walking, if I had kept plowing through, I would have missed it.
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