Day of Rest

Yesterday, Saturday, I drove to Felton to visit our son, Ron, and his Argentinean wife, Elisabet. Ron and I drove to a lonely little beach nestled among the rising cliffs. We stood and watched with awe as the massive breakers smashed against the rocks. Two little birds floated effortlessly right at the most turbulent spot of all. They rose to the top of the crashing breakers and appeared at the other side as calm as ever. There’s got to be a spiritual lesson there somewhere.

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Ron and Elisabet live in a pretty little log cabin nestled in the Santa Cruz mountains.

(See photo) They happened to be hosting a BBQ for a group of the leadership of their Santa Cruz Faith Community Church complete with horseback rides for all the kids on their two highly trained, beautiful Arabian horses.

(Photo) Then the kids enjoyed playing in the creek. (Photo)

After enjoying their BBQ, I drove to the Santa Cruz beach where another son, Tim, and his family were celebrating both our grandkid’s birthdays (Evan 14 and Michelle 16) along with a group of church friends that had all driven down from Modesto. We cooked hotdogs over the fire and enjoyed potato salad and delicious homemade chili. Happy Birthday Evan and Michelle!

What a beautiful day of rest! Thank you Jesus!

Ralph