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Monday, June 6, 2011

Beach Interlude


My favorite beach is the Outer Banks of North Carolina. It's very much a family community. If you want honky-tonk glitz head to Atlantic City, NJ. You won't find it on the Outer Banks. We used to go almost every year when our kids were little, camping until we got hit by a hurricane, renting a cottage after that. Unfortunately we don't go so often now. In fact, we hadn't been to any beach for three years. I only realized how much I missed the sound of the surf and the sea breezes when our youngest asked if we would go to the Outer Banks with her family.

What a beautiful week! We had continuous sunny days and mostly clear nights and almost always a refreshing breeze off the ocean. A wildfire on the mainland which is only 80% controlled because of burning peat in the bogs, only made its presence known a few times when the wind blew from the land. We delayed a trip to the sand dunes at Jockey Ridge one night because the smoke was eye-stingingly unpleasant and who wants to inhale all that smoke, especially when one of your party is pregnant?

Larry and I rented bikes and rode to morning Mass since the church in Kitty Hawk was only a mile and a half from our cottage. Speaking of the cottage, it was only a short walk to the beach and since it was early season the shared cost per night was about the same as staying at a cheap motel. We drank our morning coffee sitting on the front porch swing with a little almost-three-year-old chirping between us. And speaking of chirping, our morning entertainment was a mother cardinal who kept trying to chase away her rival in the car's side mirror. The birds were a pleasure all week -- a great blue heron along our bay bike ride, mocking birds shouting the news from the highest tree tops and a little finch who sat on the telephone pole every morning warbling so loud we could hardly believe so much music could come from such a tiny body.

Sitting on the beach and watching the waves is one of the most conducive atmospheres for meditation. "Come away with me to a quiet place," Jesus said to his disciples. I felt that personal invitation as we walked or sat on the beach praying our rosary. I brought a book to read, but often just sat quietly watching and listening to the waves saying with Samuel, "Speak, Lord, your servant is listening."

Too often we let the busyness of life at home distract us from what's important -- living for heaven. The Outer Banks is a little bit of heaven on earth. If you've never been there, I highly recommend it. Fly a kite, visit the Wright Brothers Museum and Jockey's Ridge, eat some wonderful seafood, ride a bike to Duck Doughnuts for a great treat, and praise God for the wonders of His world. Despite so much madness in our world, there is still so much good. You can see it on the Outer Banks.

For more photos of our beach interlude go here.

1 comment:

  1. Great post. Thanks for sharing.

    I completely agree that the beach is very conducive to meditation...no better place to collect your thoughts.

    We're so glad you chose the Outer Banks for your vacation.

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