|Cape Perpetua (Phtoto: C Imes)|
The surge, the deep boom, the spray, and then the clatter of droplets, thrown helpless on the solid barrier, only to slide back down and drip into the churning sea.
|Emma on the edge (Photo: C Imes)|
A few hours in the presence of such raw, unbridled power and my life feels very small indeed.
|Cape Perpetua (Photo: C Imes)|
|View of the Coastline from Cape Perpetua (Photo: C Imes)|
The lesson in the crashing surf was merely a foretaste. If my life shrank beside the surge of seawater, it nearly vanished from the tip of Cape Perpetua.
the incomprehensible mystery—
I, though infinitesimally small, have been invited to contribute, to partner with the One who designed all this.
|Cape Perpetua 2016 (Photo: C Imes)|
The Creator shares with me the joy of co-creation, the dignity of service, the delight of influence.
And so I write, hoping to capture the brilliancy of a single evening in typed words so you can join me there on the cape, awestruck. You, too, are changing the world.