The sand is rough between my toes, but it feels cool and I barely notice. My shoes are in one hand, and the other hand is lifted high in praise. The ocean’s waves mix with the guitar in beautiful harmony. The breeze blows with the rhythm – tonight it is a Sacrament. It is the rush of the Holy Spirit. The world still has me in a broken place, but tonight I am getting a preview of the Eternal. All is well. All will pass. I am celebrating the love of my Savior on a beautiful beach. I feel His presence, and that is enough for now.