04.08.06

THE BEACH IS CLOSED

Posted in Narratives at 19:06

announced a male voice through the loudspeaker of a lifeguard’s pickup that was making its way down the coast.

Damn, I thought. I had managed to kindle a fire, and Ashley and I sat waiting for Susan and Jen to arrive. We’d known the beach closed at 22:00, but we’d decided to chance their not enforcing it. Besides, no one else was leaving. Until the truck came. And so our fears were realised. There would be no hot dogs and s’mores tonight. No frolicking in the surf. No taking pictures.

It occurred to me that there’s something fundamentally wrong with closing the beach. There was no time to think on such matters, however—it was 22:15 and none of us had eaten. We walked to the restaurant at the end of the pier, only to find that it, too, was closed. Finally we settled for our favourite microbrew restaurant. Somehow, even when it seems like everything is going wrong, we still manage to have fun. Praise the Lord.

3 Comments »

  1. ≠ said,

    04.09.06 at 23:47

    Her eyes fall to the first word in the second paragraph, her right brow raising. Watching the stream of fresh water at the end, she sighs.

  2. Unworthy One said,

    04.10.06 at 18:24

    However unworthy the presenter, His words still never return void.

  3. Alexander said,

    12.05.06 at 21:27

    I made a mistake. The “first word in the second paragraph” was included to get the attention of a certain someone. It got that attention. Then I put the attention in a secret little jar on a shelf where only I could see it. Maybe I wanted to prove to myself that I could be secure in who I am without the approval of those I care about. The second comment is a response to my removal of the first. Without the context of the first, it made no sense, so I put it in the jar too. Or that’s why I said I moderated it. So here is the jar, a tribute to my mistakes.

    I cuss. I did before this post, and I still do as I write this. I’m not sure what to think about cussing in my blog now—I fear now that I will thrive either on approval or disapproval. I suppose then that I will have to get my approval from Christ alone.

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