It really doesn’t get any better than this; the sound of waves, sand between my toes, and the warm Gulf breeze in my hair.

The crest on the waves forms white foam as the waves roll toward the shore. I lack nothing on this Ash Wednesday. The ashes were distributed this morning at the Epiphany cathedral after a beautiful homily with a poem written by a Cistercian monk about the love for God. I find peace on the beach and His love is overpowering.

It’s mid February and balmy 75 F degrees.

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