As I groggily wipe sweat from my brow, I open my eyes, and push the mosquito netting away. I groan as I look at the clock, it’s 6:30am (I am on vacation and it is WAY too early to be getting up), but I can hear the sound of waves crashing onto the beach. Okay, that does make the early morning seem infinitely more bearable. No sense in making coffee – it’s too hot to think about boiling water. The heat will only get worse so now, early morning, is the perfect time to sit and meditate nestled on the sand before the first swim of the day.
I spend my days reading, swimming in the sea, and hiding under a lapa to keep the sun at bay. It is so refreshing to be on vacation – and the knowledge that I am forced to relax; my laptop is nowhere in sight. As I watch the waves crashing into the reef, I can only think of God. He is the one on my mind. I am reminded of Him everywhere. I see His strength in the mighty waves, am reminded of His promise keeping as I walk along the sand, and feel His presence as the wind cools my skin.
Yes, I love the beach.
But the beach, just kilometres north of Xai Xai in Mozambique is only mine for four nights. Now off to Maputo, Mozambique…