It was most assuredly a gorgeous day in
Galveston. Weather was perfect. Problem was, somebody must have told
Houston. The beaches were so crowded you
could barely turn around. Not that I
went to the beach, of course. I went
home after church. Not interested in
fighting holiday crowds around here. I
really did want to go fishing, though.
But wade fishing was out of the question. The beaches are solid with seaweed right
now. And not just the stinking, brown,
rotting on the sand, three feet deep kind.
Fresh stuff is washing up all the time.
Looks like islands of the gunk are floating around. Oh, that means there are plenty of fish out
there, all right. Lots of bait exists
under those patches of grass. But
getting a hook under there is very difficult, if not impossible. So, sadly, I chose to wait it out and enjoy
the gorgeous day from my living room couch.
Well, our flag is up to honor the
servicemen today. And we do plan to cook
some burgers for the family. That is if
they can get here through the sea of tourists.
Psalms 22:27-28 says, “All the ends of the earth will remember and turn to the Lord, and all
the families of the nations will bow down before him, for dominion belongs to
the Lord and he rules over the nations.”
Father, on this day of remembering, help us
to remember as well to turn to you and bow before you. Amen.
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