Nathan tore off his sneakers. His cousin Haley ran ahead toward the crashing waves. A perfect day in San Francisco was coming to an end with a stop at the beach. Nathan tugged my arm. “Come on!”
I considered my outfit, which was more suited to the museum we’d visited than sand. Suddenly I didn’t care. God had been gently nudging me out of crisis mode after a long season of loss and a major move. I think He wants me to play.
“I’m coming!” I handed my shoes to Mom and hurried to catch up with Nathan, enjoying the squish of sand between my toes. How long had it been since I felt this free and relaxed? It hit me that, at almost 11, Nathan had never chased ocean waves before. Moving meant leaving all that felt familiar and secure behind, but it also opened a door for a new beginning, and I sensed that today—this time of playing on the beach—was part of the process, a reminder that the cloud over our lives was lifting. We were trading non-stop stress and heartbreak for new experiences and being reacquainted with fun.
Every wave that washed over Nathan’s feet triggered a belly laugh or a “Whoo-hoo!” Before I could let fear of wet leggings hold me back, I was chasing, laughing, and hollering right along with him, silently praising God for the healing work He was doing in both of us, and the fresh future ahead of us.
How incredible it is that we have a God who walks with us through every heartbreak, then draws us out with moments of exhilarating joy as He whispers, “I will do something new.”
What new thing is He doing in you?
Jeanette Hanscome has published three books and over 300 articles, devotionals, and stories. She is currently finishing a book for 8-12-year-olds with 9/11 survivor Michael Hingson. Jeanette recently moved from Reno, Nevada to her girlhood home of San Ramon, California, where she is introducing her parents to cooking from scratch.