My new schedule includes starting each day with a jog and and then jumping in the ocean afterwards. This morning the water was perfectly calm and crystal clear right up to the waters edge (usually the waves make the water up close dirty) so I decided to get out my snorkeling gear and take an underwater exploratory swim of the area (why hadn’t I done this before?).
Little did I know there is a tropical reef right off my beach!
Yeah, and it’s really quite beautiful, I thought. It felt like a special gift from God to discover this treasure I’ve been living next to unawares.
Fact is, it was more than fun, perhaps delicious is the right word (my new favorite adjective)? To soar among the bright fish and multi-colored coral, to touch the wavy tendrils of the who-knows-what you’re probably not supposed to touch, to avoid those spiky sea urchin thingys that want to stick you, to dive down amongst the crevices, to in general have a fun time exploring an underwater fantasia-wonderland.
My favorite view is at the edge of the reef where the bright coral ends and the ocean plunges to the depths. The bottom can’t be seen, only ever-changing iridescent hues of blue with penetrating sun-rays happily dancing towards the interminable deep.
If anyone wants to come visit someday, I have an extra mask. Though it’s probably not as amazing as I make it out to be. I’m more easily entertained than most. After an hour or two of swimming I was beat and ready to call it quits myself.
But still, after one is surrounded by dirty and trashy surroundings awhile, any beauty seems special, particularly God’s 5-Star variety: a stunning sunset, a coral reef, these things keep surprising me, and reminding me there is an infinitely fascinating author behind this book we call life.