I was drawn to a couple at breakfast this morning. Sitting alone, I had seen them at the restaurant the night before, eating with friends. Turns out we are staying at the same Bed and Breakfast. As I filled my coffee cup, I noticed them praying together, leaning towards each other and holding hands. Once they were finished, I asked if I could sit with them. “Of course.” she said. They had moved to North Carolina from New York and had been on this island hundreds of times. I asked how they found North Carolina and they told me their beautiful testimony of how they felt God had moved them here. Then she asked, “What about you?” I said, “Don’t make me cry, now.” It was all I could do to hold back the tears as I told them how I had a husband in a nursing home and that the last time I was here, he was with me. They were genuinely interested and kept asking for more, so I told them all about us. Then, she said it. She said, “You need to live your life, but God wants you to be faithful.” That as such reassurance for me. I found this little path through the brush that lead out to a beach. The path was thick with trees. Thousands of them. I thought, “If only trees could talk.” At times I could hardly see the sky, but their was an occasional handmade sign with an arrow and “beach”. I kept following that path until I came to an opening. Once I was out there, I began seeing all sorts of potential paintings. The beach was so clear and beautiful. But after a few shots, my camera battery completely died. For some reason I couldn’t get frustrated. It was ok. It was as if God was telling me to stop striving. To quite trying to figure things out. Today will be a day to relax and let go. To “Be still and know that I am God."