Something magical happens when you feel the warm, sugar white sand between you toes, the screeching of seagulls assaults your ears, the smell of coconut oil floods your nostrils, your lips tingle with the sting of salt, your eyes scan the sparkling emerald water – ah, the beach – the beautiful, peaceful beach. All of your senses are alive as you wade through the gently lapping waves; the gentle breeze caresses your skin and ruffles your hair. All around are sandcastles and laughing children, brightly colored umbrella frequently block your view of the sea oats and snowy white dunes. You watch the surf-casting anglers patiently working their rods in hopes of reeling in a whiting, a bluefish, or maybe even a small shark.
You find your stress and cares fading away. You are no longer in a hurry. The traffic sounds are drowned out by surf and seagulls. Time seems to stand still. You feel peaceful and relaxed as you stoop to pick up a shell or a sand dollar. Then you see it. It is being tossed and dragged by the waves. You cannot determine its true size or shape as it keeps bobbing up and down in the gentle surf. You wade out a few yards and finally grab hold of it, a piece of useless driftwood.
Driftwood, when it washes ashore, can become a nuisance, or the foundation for a new sand dune, or a shelter for birds, plants, and small beach animals. In the hands of a craftsman it can become decorative furniture, beautiful art work, or exquisite jewelry. But for the most part driftwood has no purpose but is aimlessly pushed to and fro at the mercy of the waves and tides until it rots on some forsaken beach.
How about you? Are you floating aimlessly on the tides of life, buffeted by the waves? Does you life have purpose and direction? What are your goals: advancing your career, making money, maintaining your happy home, caring for your family, raising your status? All of these things are important, but your life-purpose is so much more. It is about who you are as a spiritual being. It is about your final destination and the things you experience on the journey. God is love . . . “God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” Romans 5:8 God’s very nature is love, therefore what gives meaning to life is loving God and sharing that love with others. The journey is wonderful when it is walked in the love of God and the final destination is beyond description. Paul wrote in Philippians 1:21 “For to me to live is Christ . . .” Christ gives our lives ultimate meaning.
“I am crucified with Christ: nevertheless I live; yet not I, but Christ liveth in me: and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by the faith of the Son of God, who loved me, and gave Himself for me.” Galatians 2:20