Stanley didn’t like to swim but living near the ocean he didn’t mind, should the Spirit lead him, to take a sunrise stroll along the water’s edge.
The huge quantity of water brought Noah to mind. “That’s where all the water went,” he told himself. Then he provided the explanation that mountains rose while deep sea basins formed to collect the runoff which carved canyons along the way.
When Stanley told others the story of the water no one believed him (except those who did). Perhaps to taunt him for telling the tale of its failure to drown the remnant in that boat, or perhaps to merely remind him what it could still do, the water lapped its waves upon the sandy shore licking off any trace of Stanley’s footprints.
______
Denise offers the prompt word “lead” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
For those who don’t know the story of the water see Genesis 6-9.

The waves lapping at Stanley’s feet is a nice touch, Frank, hinting at how the water is tamed by God’s promise.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It has been tamed. Thank you, Dora!
LikeLike
This is so awesome!! The water laughs, while it knows the power of God. Ps 2….God’s holy laughter, and His gift of laughter are my thoughts this morning. Thank you Frank. So timely!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I am glad you liked this, Mary! Best wishes and blessings!
LikeLike
https://d9-wret.s3.us-west-2.amazonaws.com/assets/palladium/production/s3fs-public/styles/search_result/public/global-water-volume-fresh-large.jpg?itok=0KNf-ns_
When you look at the water on the earth, it looks endless. But when you consider how really little water there is, volume-wise, it becomes easier to believe how fast the change was, especially when you consider no one had seen a rainbow before!
LikeLiked by 1 person
There is relatively little water volume-wise compared to the rest of the earth, but lower the mountains and raise the sea basin and it could completely cover the surface, at least so I’ve been told. According to Genesis both the flood and its retreat happened in a year’s time. Thank you, Rebecca!
LikeLike
Ah yes, the power of the water. It can erase us for sure.
Thanks for the great story.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Michael! Water is powerful. Like Stanley, I avoid it.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Of all the things we do may we do things that last and tell others about Jesus
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes, may we do things that last. Thank you, Jim!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Amen Frank!
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s said by some that water is the most powerful force on earth.
LikeLiked by 1 person
It is very powerful. Thank you, Keith!
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m with dora on the “…waves lapping at Stanley’s feet”
Nice lick*
*compliment usually in the context of musical instrument performance
LikeLiked by 1 person
Interesting reference to musical performance. Thank you, Clark!
LikeLike
Interesting to know whats below the surface and how it all formed. Great read.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Mel!
LikeLike
I consider the sea our long forgotten mother and I am happy to see her in any context.
Frank, I am with the rest about the phrase “…waves lapping…”.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I am glad you like the phrase about the lapping waves. Thank you, Nick!
LikeLiked by 1 person
A sunrise prayer walk by the ocean or gulf is a blessing. Excellent story!
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Mimi!
LikeLike
This is such an amazing story. It is always great to see people apply God’s Word into today’s life, even if it’s fictional as in your piece.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thank you, Astrid!
LikeLike
I don’t swim, either, but I am drawn to its incredible power and how quickly it overtakes those footprints in the sand
LikeLiked by 1 person
With the tides, it quickly wipes the shore smooth. Thank you, Dyanne!
LikeLike
The water lapping at his feet to remind him of its power was a good touch. It would be poetic if during his walk home, he were to see a rainbow in the sky – God’s promise to never send another great Flood.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I like your idea of the rainbow. That would have improved the story. Thank you, Nicole!
LikeLiked by 1 person