When I stand on the beach, facing the vastness of the ocean, I feel religious, filled with God. I am aware of being connected to something larger than myself. I am no more significant than a single grain of sand or drop of water. I think that would make some people sad, but I find it comforting. All I have to do is breathe. They say that the essence of Hell is being without God. In Colorado, there is no beach, no ocean, so I have had to look elsewhere for God.
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