One of my favorite poems is the one of footprints in the sand. Its one of my favorites because it highlights humans inability to recognize how much bigger and better God's plans for us are. He is so innately good and is constantly working on our behalf - And humans, we just see ourselves.
Life as a military wife is not always an easy one. The truth of the matter is that I share my husband with another. He leaves early, gets home late, misses things. Then he's stressed out, burnt out, checked out. Sometimes I find myself overcome with helplessness about the whole situation. You know, the kind when you turn the sky and ask, Oh why.
After a particularly stressful day, my husband turned to me and smiled: "A walk on the beach"? We drove in silence to my favorite little hideout (a place where he conveniently can get his favorite doughnuts.) For an hour we wandered the shores, being literally shot by burying clams beneath us, and feeling the sweet salty breeze on our faces. We laughed, sank into wet sand, collected shells, and put them back. Its there at the Ocean, I find peace with God. See, caught up in the beautiful reflections off the water - I am blind to my own selfishness.
I am so blessed to have a Husband who knows that my mental-factory-reset-switch exists there, in the sand.