Saturday, September 13, 2008

I Went To The Beach And Was Chased Home By IKE

Well, believe it or not, we fiinally went on vacation. Ike was still a trpoical storm out in the Atlantic Ocean but heading our way. We were bound and determined to have our vacation so we made our way down to the Texas coast stopping in Lockhart, Texas to eat barbeque at the #2 ranked restaurant in the state. It was really good, too!

We made it to Port Aransas around 5:00 so decided to go to the supermarket and to our cottage planning to visit the beach the next day. We followed through with our plans and pitched our awning on the Gulf shore. Even the smell of fish could not discourage us. We floated in the waves and basked in the sun. Two of us received sunburns and this time I was not one of the two. Rick and Charity looked like lobsters when we went to dinner that evening, but being the troopers they are, were ready to go back to the beach the next morning. I kept pretty cool with my 50 spf spray and they even decided to use some as well but continued to burn. Since I am usually the roasted Sacy I could really empathize with them.

The next day we would spend away from the beach, giving them time to cool down a bit. We piddled around and tried to relax as much as possible. Since it was drizzling we did not consider the beach for that day. Besides, the next day Matt was flying in and we would spend that evening on the beach.

As we were at the airport waiting for Matt's plane, we received the much dreaded call from our landlord, informing us that we needed to be prepared to evacuate. So, with Matt in, tow we went to the beach for one last swim. We stayed at the beach most of the evening and went to the cottage just before dark. As we looked at the beautiful days on Wednesday and Thursday, it was hard to imagine that Hurricane Ike was out in the gulf, waiting to make landfall. Isn't that how it is in life as well? We cruise along not knowing what storms or disasters are waiting to make landfall in our lives. They can bring such devastation. Our Father, like our landlord, can instruct us to make preparations, but if we ignore his warning we can be swept along like so much debris. Listen with all your heart, soul, mind and strenth and let your Heavenly Father direct your steps. Even in times of disaster, there's no safer place to be.

And these are my thoughts, such as they are.

God Bless!