Sara Kobak  

Clapping

 Let the waves clap their hands in glee. Psalm 98:6

The Gulf of Mexico is a ten minute walk from our condo in Florida.  I try to get there as often as possible.  Each time I stop as I approach and wonder at the glory that the Lord has made:  All varieties of seabirds stand on the shore or loft above the water.  Thousands of shells line the shore.  The sky is a blue blanket above.

But it's the water that most amazes me.  The constant in and out of the tide laps the sand.  The waves can be gentle or pounding.  The sound of the waves is what I love most.  And now that I have discovered Psalm 98: 8 I will always imagine that they are clapping for the magnificence that the Lord has made.

Dear Heavenly Father, thank you for the world that you have created.  May we stop and appreciate what you have given us.  Amen.