We ended the day by taking the kids to Alemeda to play on the beach. Whether we go for an hour, an afternoon or a day, there seems to be something magic about going there. We step momentarily out of life and into a deep amazing peace. All of us. The boys dig into the sand and water. The water stretches out forever. The San Francisco skyline is hazy in the distance. The sand squishes between my toes. The breeze is light and salty. I put down my phone (except for pictures) and life seems to pause.
We go to the beach when work is stressful. We go to the beach when the weather is nice. We go when the kids need space. Regardless of what life is like before we get there, we land and peace settles upon us.
"Peace be with you. " Jesus breathed on the disciples. I imagine his words to feel like the expanse of the ocean. Infinite, calm, consuming. Like those first steps onto the sand. Life melts away and peace gently wraps around you.
Continuing my Lenten journey towards the cross and peace that passes understanding.
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