The remnants of summer
The shells left behind.
The un~raked sand.
Has summer left or have we left summer?
The sun continues to shine.
The waves continue to crash.
The shells continue to wash up onto the shore.
Just as HE continues
To shine daily.
To lift you above the crashing waves.
To wash you with
Have a summer moment, every moment...
Because it is possible
"I lift up my eyes to the mountains— where does my help come from? My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth.
HE will not let your foot slip— HE who watches over you will not slumber; indeed, HE who watches over Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.
The LORD watches over you— the LORD is your shade at your right hand; the sun will not harm you by day, nor the moon by night.
The LORD will keep you from all harm— HE will watch over your life; the LORD will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore"