Today is the fifth day that I can't take time to walk on the beach.
It feels like not going to church.
The sky is overcast but without drama, like a curtain between me and God.
The events that called me from jogging were good--a Sacred Emerging time of singing with Carolyn McDade and thirty-five other women, a Women-Church worship service, and today the preparation I need to do to teach tomorrow.
May I remember, "From the rising of the sun to its setting, let the name of YHWH be praised" (Psalm 113:3).
Even without the pleasure of dancing before Her on the sand.
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