It’s been too hot these days and my family decided to go to the beach today, in order to get along with the 100 degrees weather that our bodies refuse to bear. At first, I only noticed how crowded it was, with countless people enjoying themselves under the sun. Then I took a step into the water and it was colder than my expectation, which has always been the case at the beaches. I would then lie down on the sand to relax, but the sun was beaming so strongly that I could not dare to look at it directly. The thought of being unable to look up at the sky reminds me of how Jesus may be coming down from the sky one day. How would I react at that moment? I think I’d be ashamed of myself, for not being ready to proclaim proudly that I’ve served my responsibilities as God’s son throughout my life time. One of the sermon in the past reminded me of how I lack the urgency. Because I assume that I’ll live until I’m eighty or so, I think to myself that I have all the time I need, but what if I were to die tomorrow, or even today? I’d be out of time, lost in panic.

I got devoured by the waves, not once, but multiple times. Being 6’1″ tall, I can usually handle the depth and withstand the waves in the ocean, but today was different. As I kept floating around and enjoyed getting bathed by the salty water, a gigantic wave came and sunk me inside the deep blue ocean. The next thing I realized, I was flipped over and my mouth got slammed on the sandy ground and my bottom lip was busted with blood -_-; I haven’t swam in a while, but I couldn’t win over the strong current. For a split of a second, I thought of drowning and Moses in the Bible. In Exodus 14:21 says this:

Then Moses stretched out his hand over the sea, and the Lord drove the sea back by a strong east wind all night and made the sea dry land, and the waters were divided.

Why did I think of this while I was getting beaten up by the water? Probably because the name of the beach was Robert Moses Beach, and because it’s crazy, that Moses was able to command such powerful force. Although this wasn’t comparable to when I was young and I would’ve died by a fall if an elder didn’t save me, I’ve never had such thoughts at a beach.

I saw some life guards stand up paddling to patrol crazy swimmers and from far, it seemed like they were walking on the water, like Jesus did. I’m not a ninja and I can’t imagine walking on the water. “You of little faith, why are you so afraid?” That’s exactly what he would say to me like he did to the disciples.

Whether my days are good or bad, I’m thankful to be living each day, with the breath that I’m able to take each new morning.