Lighthouses were built to keep ships safe.
My family just returned from a week long vacation on Hilton Head Island, South Carolina. This was a first for us. We are usually Florida people, but we were looking for something different this year. Now before you Gulf of Mexico purists start shaking your heads, I get it. The Atlantic is not nearly as pretty as the Gulf of Mexico. However, we discovered a natural beauty there, that is stunning in its own way.
Before going, I prayed that God would show himself to me on our trip. As usual, I found that when I earnestly pray with an open heart, for God to speak to me, He always does. There were so many ways that I experienced the beauty of His creation last week and I would like to share some of the life lessons that I learned with you.
First of all, I found it really appropriate that we were staying right across the street from a lighthouse. Lighthouses were built for two reasons, to aid in the navigation of ships, (in other words, here is safe harbor) and to warn of dangerous places, (in other words, there are dangerous rocks here; be careful!)
In spiritual terms, God is definitely a lighthouse for me. When I keep my eyes focused on Him, He will guide me and keep me safe. Seeing the lighthouse was a pretty cool start for our trip.
Second of all, we spent the week on our bicycles. The place where we stayed was covered in bike trails. Whenever possible, we rode our bicycles. We biked to the beach, a few miles away. We biked to dinner. My hubby figures we rode close to a hundred miles over a week. I have no idea whether or not that is true, but it was flat and shady and everyone else was biking too.
There were older people. There were parents dragging carts with kids in tow. There were kids riding with training wheels. We saw families of ten or more and we saw singles. Large and small, everyone was on a bike. They even had three-wheeled bikes, trikes for grownups, I suppose. Everyone smiled and no one was in a hurry.
Here’s the coolest part, you see things on a bike that are impossible to see from a car.
We would have missed this guy if we were riding in a car.
I was lagging behind when I spotted him on a trail. I like to piddle when I pedal. My hubby and daughter had left me behind, but I called to my son as I burst out laughing and stopped to take a picture. Who knows who took the time to glue googly eyes on a tree, but it was hysterical. I love a little whimsy and there among the stately live oaks, stood a tree face. I was so thankful I was on a bike.
I thanked God for allowing me to see it. I pedaled on, thankful for this beautiful world that He created and ever watchful for more. I was not disappointed. When have you experienced whimsy in creation? I’d love to hear from you.
Have an awesome day!
Wendy 🙂