Sandbars and Moonlight

Today was a pretty sweet anding to a week of vacation. Because the whole week seems like two weeks, or two days depending how you look at it, I don't really remember when this morning was. I do know that we went swimming this morning after breakfast of french toast. I don't know when we came in, but we spent a long time frisbee throwing, wave-jumping, and having fun.
I am working on a frisbee throw that is more accurate, but requires more skill then I previously had. hopefully working in the ocean will increase my accuracy and speed, as it takes lotsa extra agility to play when you have to watch your back from a wave a foot taller then you.
I played a lot of Wii (Super mario Galaxy, Zelda Twilight Princess, Tennis, Baseball, Smash Brothers) and enjoyed it lots.
I just finished a great book called "Anansi Boys" by Neil Gaiman that I really liked. I recommend it.
This afternoon we went out to the North Point and walked the dunes. hannah took a lot of pictures and I danced in the waves. Something really awesome happened! I was walking in the shallows ( I had my suit on under some pants, and was trying not to get TOO soaked) and had just decided to turn back when I took an extra step and it was up! Apparently there was a ten foot wide adn very long sand bar all the way to the surface a few feet out. This may not sound to impressive, but it was super duper cool. I walked out twenty feet, and I was knee deep in water and suddenly I was walking on the top of the water! I felt like a miracle was occuring. I danced on this strip of land surrounded by the ocean, and later flew a kite from it. I called over my sister adn brother and mother and brother in law (dad was rreading a book and didn't want to get wet) and we all walked on water. It was wonderful. When I saw them on the sandbar from the beach, it looked like they were walking on water literally, instead of just almost. the sandbar was quite invisble from land, and took us all by surprise. Thank God for His blessings! I am loved.
Later we went walking along teh beach in the moonlight (around 10:30 ish?) and I danced some more in God's beautiful waves, thinking about the silly=-ness of trying to defeat or tame anything so wild as the ocean. It's not a tame lion - I mean element of nature. I wasn't allowed to stay out by myself (which makes sense I guess, but is annoying for meditative reasons) and so I thought on the balcony of our little condo thingy. I thought about God. I thought about love and Love (note the difference) and I thought about trust. I considered some people I know, and some things that have happened. I thought about a particular night, and wondered what I could have done differently. I thought about a set of days, and wondered if there was anything i could have done to make them last. Most importantly, however, I realised something vital. God loves me. I don't need anyone else to love me. My family loves me, and that is a gift. I honestly don't need to grow up and have any other kind of love yet, no matter how much I think I need it, or how much I want it. What I have is enough, no, actually, that's not true. What I have is an overflow. I should spread it around. My love (and where it comes from) should shine, like the moon on the waves. IT should be unstoppable, like the waves themselves. it should be soft and comforting, without yeilding or being weak, like a sandbar beneath your feet. I should be a fortress made of reflected love and grace, a lighthouse made of pillows, my analogies are getting a little weak. oh well. It's midnight, I should go to sleep. more later! ( I realise I missed a day, I will post about it some other time.)