~~FEMININE MATTERS~~

Ride the Waves of Life

No one can ride the one made just for me.  Or you.

It's special.  Just as special as you are.  It rolls across the ocean and breaks upon life's shore; it releases its strength and eats the sand beneath our feet and pulls it out into the midst of greater waves to live again and again.

That is us.

We have our own space in time.

Others may join in our ride.  Or they can sit upon the shore and wait for their own wave, their own space. 

Ours collects its own grit, it's own fragments of life.  It may carry starfish and conchshells and greet the dolphins as they pass them in the sea.  It may battle shark and eels and stingrays on its ride through each day.  It may float in stillness and wait upon the Lord for tides to roll again in His own time.  But it is ours to embrace, to carry us through the changing moons and the rising and setting suns.

Live.  Live with all the expectancy of crashing waves and breaking foam.  Life is as calm or exhilarating as we want it to be.  Live.  selahV

Related articles

When Lions Roar and Life Seems Threatening

Changing, From Free to Fifty

Home-Schooling On Top Of Wichita Mountains

 
One of our favorite places to go and explore is atop Wichita Mountains in Oklahoma.  It's gorgeous.  You can see for miles and miles.  The splendor of the lakes and land that dot the earth below, create a respite from all the rush and hurry of the world.  All my granddaughters love this place.  At the right the girls inspect a hole in one boulder.  We speculated on whether lightning strikes the giant rocks and makes little pockets in the boulders.  When it rains, it collects in the holes and makes wonderful drinking fountains for birds and insects on top of Mt. Scott.  Nature's birdbath?

I've posted other photos in various places throughout my blogs and written stories about our adventures.  We once found thousands of ladybugs collected in the crevice of two boulders.  They were just getting ready to take flight.  My granddaughters marveled at the humongous cluster of their favorite insects.  Hmmm...I don't know that I wrote about that, yet.  Sounds like a photo story I need to post soon, huh?

This was one of the field-trips I use to show the girls the glory of God and His creation.  They ask all kinds of questions and the time affords a relaxing atmosphere of fun and learning combined.  At times we run into school buses at the top of the mountain.  Unlike the teachers rushing about, trying to corral an errant child, I am able to take my time and let the children walk and climb and discover at leisure.  It's an added benefit of my daughter's homeschooling commitment.  When her boys were older, and in public school, I'd ride along on the bus and it was pure mayhem.  Rarely did I get to talk and share and hear their questions or point out the awe of moments like the tribe of ladybugs we girls found while picnicking one Spring day.

The top photo above is of Haylee and Kinsey with the verse that came to my mind at the time I snapped the photo.  Below is a latter capture when they turned around and graced me with expressions of joy.  What about you?  Do you have a great adventure where you taught a lesson amid the joy of exploration?  Please take time to comment.  Or maybe you'd like to submit a post of your own here.  I'd love to hear from you. 

 
Hey...to have Feminine Matters delivered to your email box, simply fill out the form above and subscribe.  Then ya won't miss a single posting of my adventures in Oklahoma.  And if you really really like this blog, please share me with others.  selahV