"The Ocean has no Memory"
(©2013 By Bob Perks)

4-18-2013 Church Within SOW Seeds Service - Story #732

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Greetings my Dearest Sisters and Brothers, and welcome again to Church Within's Story of the Week ["SOW Seeds”].

This week's SOW Seeds Story, contributed by: Bob Perks

Story of the Week
"The Ocean has no Memory"
(©2013 By Bob Perks)

"I am alive even though a part of me has died."

We go through transitions, changes everyday of our lives. Who we are today is different than who we were yesterday. We change because of the choices we make and the people we meet.

Oh, yes. And the people we love.

Life changes sometimes and we are left wondering what happened.

I could easily focus on the part that says "a part of me has died." It would be the tendency of one who is depressed or at the very least unhappy with where they are now.

I won't waste any more time on that. The focus here is on the fact that "I am alive."

We let go of things, places and people. Sometimes people let go of us.

When we let go we can work though it because it was a choice we made. We have our reasons, we think about it, plan for it and then we simply walk away.

But when someone lets go of us that's when we feel, "a part of me has died."

I stood on the beach once and watched the waves rush over my feet. I love the feel and smell of the ocean. I have incredible memories from my childhood and "run-on-the-beach-with-balloons" romantic moments I long for until this very day.

Although I have not seen the ocean in years I can remember how difficult it was for me to say goodbye every time I visited.

I dreaded that last goodbye, that final glimpse as I drove away.

It was hard for me to turn my back and walk away from it.

But what was I leaving behind? The truth is no two waves that tickled my feet were the same nor was the sand upon which I stood.

It was different every time but it felt the same.

So, in fact, I wasn't leaving anything behind.

I took all I could. I held onto the important things and I can recall them at will.

Sadly, the ocean has no memory. It doesn't even know I was there.

But these are things and places. Surely people are different.

We touch each other and the moment cannot be replicated for when you love someone each moment together builds upon itself. Each touch lingers as though you had never let go.

But you do. Sometimes one no longer finds joy in touching, love in holding on or simply any good reason to stay at all.

They let go.

We are left behind wondering why.

What are we to do?

Take all that's really important, all that really matters to you.

Hold onto the moments, the memories and the love.

Close your eyes and feel their touch. Hold onto them even though they have let go.

For how long?

Until. Until it is time for you to let go, too. But don't let them determine that.

They are like the ocean. The ocean has no memory. It simply washes away any evidence that you were ever there and moves on.

Pastor's Quote of the Week
The prospect of a long day at the beach makes me panic. There is no harder work I can think of than taking myself off to somewhere pleasant, where I am forced to stay for hours and 'have fun'.

(From: Phillip Lopate)

The Prayer
Dear God,        
        Thank you for all of the experiences you have provided for me.

You ALL are Within the Infinitely Loving Embrace of our Universal Parent,

The Creator's Eternal Love to all of You,
Pastor Daniel

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