He watched the waves as they rolled back and forth, not going beyond a certain point on the sand as if an invisible hand were restraining them. Then the scripture verse came to him, “For I have placed the sand as a boundary for the sea, An eternal decree, so it cannot cross over it. Though the waves toss, yet they cannot prevail; Though they roar, yet they cannot cross over it.”

The sea could be a terrifying force but since he came to his faith a year ago, he wasn’t afraid of it. The fear of drowning no longer plagued him and the experience he had as a child was a distant memory now. He had long since ventured into the water, baby steps at a time until he was comfortable enough to wade through the gentle lapping waves until he was waist them. He didn’t swim but just stood there, watching the wide expanse of ocean. Then he put his head under the water for a few moments and opened his eyes. It was clear. He could see the sand and the little fish as they scooted about, sometimes tickling his feet and legs. When he straightened up, he watched the surfers ride the waves, thinking that he nothing in the world could tempt him to do that. It looked way too dangerous. And then, he saw Kelly.

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