It was finally quiet-me-down time. God found that window of His opportunity (again). He settled me to BOTH go to the beach again (YAY) and also open His Good Book, nestling into the prophet Isaiah. Yes, it was 92 at home, 82 at the beach, and 72 in the water. So nice. I did get to this new beach after laboring just enough cleaning up my house. First Saturday regular beach with a friend, tis the season! Then Sunday churches (2), and then scrubbing the house. Then I was ready to RELAX on Labor Day Monday.  Relax in the Lord’s Light, and provisions. AHHHHHH….. 

Great provisions of a near private beach, public with lifeguards still, but with no one selling or checking tags, free off-street parking spot, hmmmm you would think God took care of these details, nice. Yes, temperatures much cooler, sand was PERFECT (and scattered and numerous as the children of Israel are), lots of seashells to collect, just as prevalent as collecting my thoughts (and in the book of Isaiah, I focused upon the BIG ONES.)

I nestled in, snacks, water, sun, sand, shade, sunblock, soul-satisfying STILLness. I also brought my other beach book which reminds me what I know is true – it is the LORD Who makes us hunger for Him. 

Isaiah – oh – an explanation of what Isaiah was writing about, same as Genesis and the whole Bible: Jesus was needed. Jesus was coming. Jesus would/did/will WIN. Quoting from my bible’s book preface: “Isaiah is like a miniature Bible. The first thirty-nine chapters (like the thirty-nine books of the Old Testament) are filled with judgement upon immoral idolatrous men. Judah has sinned; the surrounding nations have sinned ; the whole earth has sinned. Judgement must come, for God cannot allow such blatant sin to go unpunished forever. But the final twenty-seven chapters (like the twenty-seven books of the New Testament) declare a message of hope. The Messiah is coming as a Savior and a Sovereign to bear a cross and to wear a crown. “

Cool… so I read chapter 1 thru 11 whole chapters… not all at once, got some swimming and napping in, and I took physical notes for later. The paper Bible on the beach was both necessary and neat, as my phone battery never would last as long as the Word. 

I will be writing a few days from this… stay tuned… turning the page into God’s Plan…

Amen to begin.