February normally isn’t beach weather but yesterday we just couldn’t resist. We packed up, headed out early in the morning. The beachfront had the perfect moisture to produce the clumpiest sand – ideal for building sandcastles.
We began with a simple but large square room with four stately pillars on each corner. It was big enough to fit our three kids inside. Punching out a wall, we added a second room to serve as a place for the family to gather to watch television or play games. I was able to carve out a set of shelves while Sandy scurried to the nearby hardware store for some paint and a few decorations. Soon she was back and we painted both rooms in smart earth tone colors that matched perfectly with the couch and loveseat we found in a nearby garage sale. The new rugs looked nice, but it wasn’t until I put in the vinyl windows that the sandcastle began to really feel like home.
We were so proud of what we had built. The kids convinced me to stay in the sandcastle overnight with them. By the time darkness fell the sandcastle looked great! We put in a little electric heater, powered by a small generator. We had even molded out some beds for the kids to sleep on.
During the night it started to rain and the tide rose enough for the ocean’s waves to buffet against our beautiful new sand-made dwelling. Soon, the whole thing collapsed.
After all, it was just a sandcastle.
“Therefore everyone who hears these words of mine and puts them into practice is like a wise man who built his house on the rock. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house; yet it did not fall, because it had its foundation on the rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine and does not put them into practice is like a foolish man who built his house on sand. The rain came down, the streams rose, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell with a great crash.”