All Saints Episcopal church on Tybee is charming. A small and exquisite parish; a woman serves as rector. It's a welcoming place where visitors are invited to introduce themselves and then the congregation sings a welcome.
This day a prior Bishop of the Episcopal Diocese of Georgia was invited to preach. He spoke about gratitude. And how it differs from love and from being thankful. He suggested each night when we say our prayers we should remember that for which we are grateful. Good words.
In the afternoon we walked to the beach, me carrying my walking stick and a photograph. We intended to draw a labyrinth in the sand using the walking stick and following the diagram in the photograph.
It took two to create the labyrinth. One to draw and one to interpret the pattern and say where to draw next. A real labyrinth of interpretation and execution.
The surprise was that we did it! We created a labyrinth on the beach and then we walked it. And so did passers by. It was amazing. And I was Gobsmacked!
I am filled with gratitude for this labyrinth moment. And for a moment it is. The incoming tide will remove all traces of it.
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Absolutely wonderful labyrinth story. If I can't find one, well then I'll make one. If you build it, they will walk it. So cool that folks just came and shared. How many folks need to look up "gobsmacked" when they see that word?
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