This picture is hard to make out. It is one of those shellfish that you find on the edge of the surf on the beach. It is eating a moth.
But the point of the picture is that I was on the beach today. I have been down to the beach every Monday since I have been in Grahamstown and it is one of my biggest points of discipline. It might seem odd that going to the beach should be a discipline - but I find that I need that timeout so badly. And the thing is that I only realise after I 've been at the beach a while how much I needed it. I tend to get myself wound up with so much stuff that I need to do (usually my own deadlines and my own pressure) that I lose perspective. And I am fairly sure that I do not realise how much stress I am under because I am in such a completely new environment. Perhaps I will read this post in six months time and agree!
The beach forces me to unwind. After I've made myself get in the car and go. And then I must make myself stay - the inclination is to look at the sea and then head straight back to whatever needs doing. But after I've got out of the car and walked a bit - well, today I didn't want to leave. I am very grateful to God for giving me this way of dealing with stress! It's not the same in Joburg.