Went to the beach tonight after classes. After some thought, I realized I hadn't seen the Pacific since I was at the wharf (or whatever you call it) in Seattle, Oct. '95. Hadn't been on a beach since, what, August of 1990?
Anyhow, we're on this looooooong stretch of beach--can see the end via the street lights miles away. It's dark as all get out, and the only way you can tell the difference between the ocean and the sky is the whitecaps on the waves rolling in. Quite the Psalm 8:4 moment . . . ("what is man that you take thought of him?" NASB)
Thursday, January 09, 2003
Posted by Hobster at 22:41
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