Waves
Psalms 42:7 Deep calls to deep at the noise of your waterfalls. All your waves and your billows have swept over me. Oct 9, 2025 San Mateo, Ecuador. I’m not a beach guy. I come from a long line of mountain men, French fur trappers and Scottish highlanders to be specific. Whenever I travel, I first look to the mountains. Hikes, cabins, lakes, caves, waterfalls and the hope for wildlife run-ins. So when the leaders of our missions cohort stated we would be going to the beach, I was not excited. Heat, sand, and bathing suits are very unappealing to me. We arrived at the beach in San Mateo, and I decided to make the best of it. It was hot, but there was a decent breeze. The beach appeared full, though to walk to the water, I would not have to walk around anyone.There were people on surfboards , holding on to parachutes, riding the waves, twisting and turning when they would ride to the top of the wave and would shoot off into the air. Kids played in the sand and ...
