In Sunday Mass in Bude one of the readings was from Job 38. God asked Job to consider the Creator who made all and rules all. People continue to ask about Jesus "Who can this be?…even the sea obeys him." how often we forget God. The priest called our forgetfulness of God "practical atheism." We say "I am OK on my own. I can think what I want and do what I want. Say what I want." God doesn’t wield a big stick. His feet do not break reeds when he stands next to us. He speaks in a very low voice. Sometimes when I find myself saying "No" I thank God that he whispers "Yes." We spent a windy chilly few hours walking south along the tops of the cliffs from Upton Bude down to the beach at Widemouth Bay. This is an amazing stretch of cliffs only rivaled by the western most cliffs of Ireland. The wind and waves crash in on the surprisingly sandy beach and the rocks are beautiful. Mindful of the weight and quantity of our luggage, I did not pick up any rocks to bring home in luggage. Well, I did pick up rocks, caressed the sand off them, and then dropped them back for other walkers. This was little Oliver’s first beach walk. The 6 week old was well wrapped up and snug against Mummy’s warm chest. Chuck and I went to the Bay Inn for Guinness, Shandies, and snacks. I can find amazing cheeses brie and goat and I am hoping my cholesterol isn’t off the charts when we get home. We eat a lot of local farm produced cheese, lamb, and beef. Yum. Sally, Emily, and Barbara (Sally’s Mum) cooked a wonderful lamb dinner (from local farm baaaaaa). God bless you.
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