So I was supposed to post more pictures last night…but I couldn’t edit them all in time. So here we go tonight.
Ireland is an island, as we all know. The Emerald Isle. One of the things I was most excited about seeing when I went to Ireland was the coastline, the ocean. I LOVE the ocean. I don’t see it a lot. (In fact, the last time I saw it I was in California quite a few years back. It was the Pacific, so it was cold. I still swam in it. I was the only one in the group I was with who would. I swam for about 15 minutes until I became numb all over, and then I got out and shook uncontrollably for 20 minutes. Oh, but it was glorious).
On Day 4 of my adventure to Ireland, I saw a LOT of the ocean. It was one of my favorite days of the trip. I got to the see the Cliffs of Moher, a brooding mass of cliffs that drop right down into the ocean. I took a little hike right on the edge of the cliffs by myself, and it was simply beautiful. One of my favorite memories was this hike along the cliffs. The wind whipped around me, the gulls cried below and above me, and I stood on the very edge of a cliff, looking down on moody blue waves crashing against stark grey stones.
This has always been one of my dreams: To stand on the edge of a cliff, feeling the wind whipping my hair, and gaze out onto the vast ocean below me.
Well, I did it. And it was amazing.
(I had always envisioned myself with long hair and a flowing skirt/dress, but this wasn’t the case. Yet the wind was so strong, it would’ve been rather inconvenient. So I’ll be content with my short hair/jeans).
That same night, we stayed in a hotel right along the coastline of Galway. I went out to the ocean as many times as I could during our stay. That night, I walked along the beach as the sun set, and I caught the fires of the dying sun in the blue of the water. It was another favorite moment for me. A moment of fierce beauty.
God is like the ocean. I’ve always felt very close to Him when I am near the wide open waters. His love, vast as the ocean, crashes around me. He is uncontainable, He is uncontrollable. He is wild, but beautiful. How can I fathom Him? He is a mystery, and I must explore Him for eternity.
I could stand in endless awe at His shores.
I could swim a thousand miles in His waters, and never, ever find the end of Him.
All Photos Copyright Teryn O’Brien