As the name of my blog indicates, I spend a lot of time thinking about home. Of course, my Heavenly Home is the one that is eternal, so that’s where I need to lay up my treasures, and that’s the one I’m striving for. But in the meantime, I have been given this tiny piece of the here-and-now—this home on the edge of town, this family, this neighborhood—in which to serve Him. And, though this is in the earthly realm, I want the things that happen here to be investments in the Heavenly realm.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

A Souvenir From the Seashore

Last week, Mom, my sister Linda, Kati, Bekah, and I made our annual trek to the beach for a day of family fun in the sun.  

The surf was quite rough that day.   Mom, Linda, and I mostly sit in our beach chairs and talk, and the girls are in and out of the water.  But because of the rough water (and high tide), I wouldn't let Bekah go out alone.   

At one point Bekah wanted to walk down to the pier to get some sea weed that clings to the pilings, and Mom volunteered to take a walk with her.  

They were walking along at the edge of the water, hardly even getting their toes wet...

...when a HUGE wave broke behind them, knocking them both completely off their feet! 

Bekah was able to get back up rather easily, but Mom was not.  She panicked, lying in the ocean with the water over her head (she doesn't swim), and feeling herself being pulled out to sea!  There were some tense moments. 

(At this point, I must add that Linda, Kati, and I were totally oblivious to the events on the shoreline, and were still chatting away in our comfy beach chairs.)

Mom finally managed to get back on her feet after the wave ebbed.  Whew!

Oh, but she was a sandy, wet mess!   She had a TON of sand in her bathing suit after being tossed about by the wave.  After considering several options, she decided to just let the sand be, and deal with it when she got back home.  


Mom called the next day to tell us this story.  

After she got home, she went into their backyard shed to take down her bathing suit and brush out all the sand.   She brushed it out, pulled her suit back up, went inside and showered.  Later she went back out to the shed to sweep out the sand...and there was a sand crab crawling around on the floor in the sand!!  


She said if she had known that that thing was in her bathing suit, she'd have ripped that suit off right there on the beach!  

I guess it's a good thing she didn't know, huh?


  1. ROFL! So would have I! Oh my...God bless her. What a funny story and so well told.

  2. On a completely different note...I've been looking at the colors of the sand and surf...what a beautiful room the colors would make and with these photos in frames...perfection! Planning to buy a beach side cottage? =D

  3. I had to come over for a visit from Miz Vee's, since you are also a fan of Shelby Foote and Ashokan Farewell! Pleased to meet a kindred spirit!

    The story about the little sand crab is hilarious! Oh my, I bet it gave her a fright (in addition to the giant wave), but think of the poor crab's perspective too! LOL!!!

  4. I can imagine how scared she was, but can't help chuckling at the crab! That would happen to me! I am with her! Yikes!

    Oh my.

    Were the waves all stirred up because of the storm headed this way?


  5. So glad you mom's experience ended in a happy note.


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