It's a magnificent day here. Blue sky, light breeze, and warm temperatures are making it glorious. We came out on the boat yesterday and have been for a beach walk this morning. I spotted an octopus crawling up on shore. It was clutching a clam with one of it's tentacles. The porpoises were herding fish on low tide so perhaps the octopus' primal instinct urged it to come on shore rather than be eaten. I picked it up and placed it just at the edge of the water. It gradually began to siphon water and crawl among the clumps of algae at the edge. The dolphins prowled just beyond.
Earlier a sponsee called to say that he needed help. His wife is drinking and using opiates. He feels trapped, alone with his own killer. He told me "I had less than 24 hours with any semblance of sanity," I thought about how hard the disease is on families and how God presented us with choices. He didn't make those choices easy at times.
Sometimes it's a matter of whether I stay in safe waters or venture out of my comfort zone. By His grace today I can walk the beach on a beautiful day and muse about an isolated octopus, some dolphins, and choices.