"i've wanted to sail upon your waters since i was three feet tall"

It's Tuesday morning, and in fifteen minutes I meet the rest of my team to continue the conference we're at this week. But, for fifteen minutes, I am enjoying a balcony. A balcony? In November? Really? Yeah. We're at Litchfield Beach in South Carolina at a church planting conference. It's funny, because I grew up here. Not right in Litchfield, but in South Carolina, and we vacationed here all the time. Pawley's Island, Charleston, Hilton Head. I always forget how much a part of me the ocean is until I smell it again, or see it or hear it. It's wild and huge and unpredictable, yet it holds together our seasons and our jet streams and even though it's unpredictable, it's consistent. Tide in, tide out. It ebbs and flows, always.

I think we could learn a lot from the ocean.