A Weekend Beach Getaway: Finding Peace in the Waves

There’s something sacred about waking up just before sunrise, especially when you’re at the beach.

This weekend, I’m blessed to be on a getaway with my sister, and as I sit outside alone, I can feel the warm KZN breeze on my skin while listening to the waves crashing against the shore, a relentless, soothing rhythm that only the ocean knows.

As the sky begins to blush with hues of pink and gold, I’m captivated by the beauty of the sunrise unfolding before me. The sun slowly rises from its slumber, spilling light across the horizon and dancing on the water’s surface. It’s breathtaking one of those moments that makes you feel small yet deeply connected to something greater.

In the stillness, I occasionally catch a glimpse of a passing whale, its graceful movement reminding me that even in the vastness of the ocean, life thrives in its own rhythm. There’s something humbling and awe-inspiring about seeing those magnificent creatures breach the surface, as if they’re reminding me to rise above the depths and embrace the beauty of the moment.

There’s something about the sound of waves and the sight of whales that speaks to my soul. It’s as if God Himself orchestrates this melody and movement, reminding me that His presence is as constant and powerful as the ocean. The waves never cease, they keep coming, no matter how many times they’re pulled back. It’s a humbling reminder of His faithfulness and the unending grace that washes over us, again and again.

I couldn’t help but think of Lamentations 3:22-23:"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; His mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness."

As I sit here, soaking in the warmth of this beautiful KZN morning, I realize that just like the waves, life keeps moving, sometimes crashing violently, sometimes lapping gently, but always moving. And through every tide and turn, God remains steadfast.

My sister is still resting inside, and even though I’m physically alone in this moment, I don’t feel lonely. I’m surrounded by creation, embraced by the beauty of the sunrise and the occasional glimpse of whales, and filled with gratitude for moments like this. It’s a gentle reminder that solitude doesn’t have to feel empty when you’re anchored in God’s presence.

It made me think about the power of sisterhood and how, just like the waves and the whales, we rise and support each other when the tides get rough. We’re not meant to walk this journey alone. God gives us people to share life’s moments, both bitter and sweet.

Today, I’m reminded to breathe, to be still, and to listen to the waves, God’s own creation reminding me that no matter how restless life feels, He is constant. His love and mercy crash over us like waves, washing away our fears and renewing our spirit.

If you’re feeling overwhelmed, I encourage you to find a quiet moment and listen, to the waves, to the wind, to God’s voice whispering through creation.

Let His peace wash over you and remind you that He is with you, always.

From this little slice of heaven on the KZN coast, I’m grateful for the waves, the sunrise, the passing whales, and the gift of sharing it with my sister. Life’s most beautiful moments are often wrapped in simplicity, in listening, in being still, and in knowing that God is near.