the shores of my story

the songs are breaking on the shores
of my story
reminding me of family friends and love
gifts of Grace are all around
in every wave i hear the sound
of Your love and care

the songs are breaking on the shores
of my story
reminding me of things undone
hurt and tears seem to abound
in every wave i hear the sound
of my lack of love dear God
forgive me

the songs are breaking on the shores
of my story
reminding me of my dearest love
high school days then wedding day
home and kids
all gifts from above
in every breath i breathe
your love
so grateful
for your love

the songs are breaking on the shores
of my story
reminding me i soon must leave
so may i sing to my Father above
so may i sing to those i love
may He find me ready
to walk on the shore
of my new home
no more tears and endless Light
faith hope
and the greatest
Love

stone cold

Back to my recent trip to New York and Jones beach for a few posts. I grew up on Long Island which, for me, also meant growing up at Jones Beach. Ever since I left the East Coast for the Midwest (back in the dark ages – 1985) I have been returning to visit family in NY and have also returned to this beach. Through all those years I never visited the West End of Jones Beach. During this last trip to NY, I decided to go exploring. It was an absolutely gorgeous day that featured frigid temperatures, pushed lower by a strong North wind that carried stinging sand off shore. It was awesome!