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Bless friend, surfer and church leader Dan Evans has guest written this months poetic Blessay:
A golden orange glow begins to surface over the dark velvet waters. The distinct taste of salt lies fresh on lips as sea mist hovers over the early shore. Weary morning eyes fixed on the horizon. Surveying the landscape of this Holy place, waiting for a new creation to rise. The sound of waves lapping the land stir an anticipation of that first fix of union, As perfectly formed pulses, which could only have been formed by the purest of artists, Peels across the landscape.
New beginnings, endless opportunities and fresh starts awaken my slumbering soul as the ocean caresses my feet. With a prayerful paddle and judicious duck dives the rising glow draws closer,Warming the face with radiant reflection. And all is calm, right and well with the world. A moment of peaceful reflection with only creation and Creator present to observe.
The first pulse arrives below the board, feet planted firmly as the board slides from underneath. In one unconscious moment and movement the journey begins, a work of art drawing mosaic lines across the glass edge face of the wave. A moment of unity in matters of confusion where neither creation or surfer are in control. A dance with the Creator as both unite to perform a masterpiece of joy and exaltation.

Bless friend, surfer and church leader Dan Evans has guest written this months poetic Blessay:

A golden orange glow begins to surface over the dark velvet waters. 
The distinct taste of salt lies fresh on lips as sea mist hovers over the early shore. 
Weary morning eyes fixed on the horizon. 
Surveying the landscape of this Holy place, waiting for a new creation to rise.
The sound of waves lapping the land stir an anticipation of that first fix of union, 
As perfectly formed pulses, which could only have been formed by the purest of artists, 
Peels across the landscape.

New beginnings, endless opportunities and fresh starts awaken my slumbering soul as the ocean caresses my feet. 
With a prayerful paddle and judicious duck dives the rising glow draws closer,
Warming the face with radiant reflection. 
And all is calm, right and well with the world. 
A moment of peaceful reflection with only creation and Creator present to observe.

The first pulse arrives below the board, 
feet planted firmly as the board slides from underneath. 
In one unconscious moment and movement the journey begins, 
a work of art drawing mosaic lines across the glass edge face of the wave. 
A moment of unity in matters of confusion where neither creation or surfer are in control. 
A dance with the Creator as both unite to perform a masterpiece of joy and exaltation.

Dan Evans Blessay February Blessmail

Friday, January 27th 2012 5:29pm

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