The Ocean

There's nothing quite like standing at the edge of the ocean. It doesn't matter which ocean it is, although I think I might have a little personal bias toward the Pacific. Maybe because I lived in the middle of it for a year on Oahu.

But still, all oceans hold this power. This way of making me feel small, like a tiny little piece of this big master puzzle. God's puzzle. God's plan. My toils and troubles seem to melt away as I stand at the edge and look out. Water, as far as I can see. That's something soothing and a little unnerving about it.

It is one of the most beautiful sights on this earth, to me.

















These photos were all taken in Rosarito Beach. While Mexico might have been a huge culture shock to me in terms of the poverty, the country has some strikingly beautiful oceanfront shoreline.