For someone who prefers absolute quiet for sleeping—but rarely gets to experience it—I do love the sound of the surf anytime. I can’t fall asleep to a radio or television because my ears want to listen and translate the data. Same with music. Always want to hear the lyrics or recognize the tune, and if it’s on low, my ears will strain to decipher the melody or voice. But the pull of the ocean enchants me.
We try to visit the coast at least once a year in the “off season” for tourism which means it’s often cool or cold, windy or rainy or both, and not too much traffic on the beach. The smell and sound of the sea beacon me and fill me with respect and awe. God is indeed big and in charge of all things.
When it’s not too cold, we leave the sliding glass open so the back and forth of the waves can serenade our sleep. Relaxing to the consistent sound of the push and pull of the ocean.
Father, you separated the mighty waters. You know all things. Thank you for the beauty of your creation. In the name of Jesus, Amen.