My story: in the landscape and the God in it

We did this long beach walk and stroller ride combination today and my daughter found her first sand dollars and I brought home two pieces of sea glass. The sea was calm, the sky grey and the distant blue of the mountains were partially obscured by fog. As we walked around the bay the evergreens towering over us never looked so green. There is something to be said for spending time with the landscape. I believe it leaves it's fingerprints on your soul and the longer you spend immersed in it the deeper those marks. If you spend long enough out there it changes the entity of who you are. It has a way of cutting through everything in this life and culture that is perceived as necessary or meaningful and reveals the essence of what really matters. It beckons like a love song. It feeds your soul like how a brook throws itself at the sea. I have never regretted any of the time I have spent in it. My longing has only been for more of it. When I was 15 I became an atheist. When I was 23 my life was spared from instant death. After that I knew He existed and I became determined to get to know Him. A year later I moved to this island with my now exhusband. I needed a simple life where I could search for Him in nature. I found a God of love, laughter and care. Nature is so marvellous, so interconnected with each other and man. It endlessly testifies of its Creator. This experience changed the course of my life forever.
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