A beautiful and precious thing happened last night. After a crazy and peaceful afternoon full of tubing behind a boat, swimming, laying out in the sun, little miniature sandstorms and a yummy seafood buffet, Mary and I ended up alone together on the walkway of the Cape Henry Memorial in Northern Virginia Beach. A tall lighthouse was off to our right, and a beautiful huge house was on our left with all the windows lit up. The ocean was out in front, yet we were high above it, and the Chesapeake Bay Bridge-Tunnel to the Eastern Shore was sparkling over the horizon.
And there in that perfect spot we were able to spend fifteen minutes away from the group. We heard nothing but the waves, the wind, and each other’s voice.
The wind blew some of her hair into her eye, so I moved it back behind her ear. It felt so good to touch her face.
I have been to that spot twice now. Both during the summer; once in 1998 and now once in 1999. It will remain a special corner of this world in my heart.
The group had some discussion time this morning. Many little petty things were taken care of. I’m so thankful that God gave me this adventure for the summer. It is a blessing.
I’ve been reading over the beatitudes in Matthew. Our Lord is so simple and wise. How I love him who made me.
Lord I want to bless and protect Mary’s heart, not hinder or destroy it. Let me know what to do and how to act.
Thank you so much for your protection over my life. I want to bring you as much joy as you bring me. You are perfect in all your ways!