The Towel
I am reminded of a scene I witnessed at the beach on Saturday. The red flag was flying as the ocean rip
currents were strong and beach goers were being warned that swimming was a risk. I was on a girl’s weekend trip, relaxing
leisurely on the sand and strolling along the shoreline in search of the
occasional shark tooth. I walked close
to a little girl who was sitting facing the ocean with her feet touching the
tide, legs apart and leaning back on her arms.
She was probably six years old and was singing quietly to herself. I could see she was having the time of her
life. The sun shone down as the waves gently
lapped at her feet. She was so happy and
excited to be there, it brought to my attention how lovely the day was. Then out of nowhere, a large wave broke right
near the shoreline. It was a forceful
wave that unexpectedly hit her right in the face. Immediately, she jumped up and grabbed her
eyes and ran directly to her mother who was up on the dry sand area just behind
her. The little girl was more shocked than
upset by the sudden turn of events. I saw her receiving her mother’s comfort as her
mother offered her a towel to dry her eyes.
I think she had gotten salt in her eyes and water up her nose. After she dried her face, the next thing I knew
was the little girl had returned to her spot along the shoreline. The forceful wave had alarmed her but had not
discouraged her from going back.
I was instantly prompted to compare this scenario to our
relationship with our Heavenly Father. While
we are happy and singing because life is going well, something traumatic
happens in our life. Something
unexpected rocks our world. At once, if
we have a relationship with Christ, we run to him for His comfort. Like she ran to her mother, we cry out for
help from Jesus. He encourages us and
like the little girl, we are able to return to our sense of safety. Jesus has the towel to wipe the salt from our
eyes. He is there in our time of
need. Always and forever. Amen.
Tammy Harvey
8/19/2024
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