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		<title>Coastal Reflections</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[In preparing to begin this blog, I&#8217;ve spent some time reading through my journal, which I began writing as my prayer life began to unfold. I found a few entries I wrote on a trip to the beach in late summer&#8230;and they seemed timely, with winter tightening its grip on the Pacific Northwest, and on [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignright size-thumbnail wp-image-249" style="border: 1px solid black; margin: 3px;" title="Reflections at the Coast" src="http://contemplativechristian.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/wave-crashing1-150x150.jpg" alt="" width="150" height="150" />In preparing to begin this blog, I&#8217;ve spent some time reading through my journal, which I began writing as my prayer life began to unfold. I found a few entries I wrote on a trip to the beach in late summer&#8230;and they seemed timely, with winter tightening its grip on the Pacific Northwest, and on me.  Here is one:</p>
<p><em><strong>A </strong>weekend at the beach &#8211; a wonderful change of pace.  It&#8217;s much easier to slow the mind at the coast &#8211; away from the hum of ordinary life &#8211; where the sound of breaking waves gives rise to different perspectives.  The vastness of the sea is remarkable, hard to wrap the head around from such a small point on one small coastline&#8230;one little man on a balcony, and most of the planet covered by this expanse.</em></p>
<p><em>So much larger is God &#8211; like the sea, I can dive into Him, become lost in Him&#8230;and yet unlike the sea, my living depends precisely on becoming lost &#8211; to be cast adrift on currents beyond my comprehension, in the endlessly wonderful vastness of God.</em></p>
<p><em>This morning I had the thought: the gulls do not ask themselves, &#8220;who am I?&#8221;.  They just are.  Just as God <span style="text-decoration: underline;">is</span>.  Perhaps my goal is to simply be &#8211; as the gull is &#8211; in Him.</em></p>
<p><em>Psalm 36 again: &#8216;Lord you preserve both man and beast. How priceless is your love!&#8217;</em></p>
<p><em>To be lost in Love, which preserves and sustains all things.  Oh Lord, may I be less and less attached to the shoreline&#8230;</em></p>
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