The ocean breeze blows
sometimes strongly, sometimes not
but ever persistent, never ceasing
always there, like the Spirit of God
The waves come up the sandy beach
one after another, then another
ever persistent, never ending
again and again, like God’s forgiveness
The sea shells appear
in countless shapes and colors
each time the tide comes in,
a whole new batch, like God’s gifts throughout life
The sand so abundant
seemingly limitless in both directions
a reminder of God’s promise
to multiply Abraham’s descendants
© Lukas Westevy
25-Apr-2016
Banjul, The Gambia