I wonder why they make rearview mirrors so small; but the windshield so big?

The cliff over the sand that touched the water was high. One slip and you could fall to your doom in the rocks supporting the cliff, or if you prefer; the sand could swallow your comfort and throw bruises and broken bones your way as well.

She kept her focus on the rocks underneath her ungripping sandles. John had asked her if she had good shoes to move around in, and she replied she did everything in her sandles anyway so it didn't really matter; it was Southern California, after all.

But as they climbed over the fence to get on the cliff, the cliff that actually was cautioned with a sign to "not enter or be elligible for fines up to $3,000 or be put under house arrest", she decided it was worth the risk of shoes and jailtime because gosh the view was beautiful.

But she noticed something strange as she climbed onto the cliff.

After throwing a couple rocks into the sand, she jokingly proclaimed to her friends, "I am throwing my worries off the cliff!!" and she'd toss a rock into the abyss of sand. She was half-kidding.

The other half of her, though; really was trying to toss her worries to get lost and forgotten in either the sand abyss or the eternal ocean.

But as she threw these rocks, her eyes would follow them; and even as they landed in the abyss she could still see the exact rock she threw. She might've let go of the rock with her hand; but she did not let go with her eyes.

She started to walk away from her friends to a more spacious part of the cliff. She looked down, only to find more stones and pebbles surrounding her feet. She kicked some off, but only found that so many rocks were still there.

Even at this height, you only look at the ground to focus on the rocks surrounding you.

She continued to stare at the rocks.

You can see the beauty of the ocean so clearly and so beautifully from here-- yet, you still look down and at the rocks that trail your feet?

She began to peer her head up to the ocean, how it glimmered and sparkled under the afternoon sun. It was pretty beautiful....breathtaking would be more appropriate.

You look at the rocks and the ground not just because you naturally desire to focus on your worries; but you are afraid you will fall off the cliff. You're afraid you will lose balance.

She kept studying the greenish blue sparkling sea.

Don't you know that if you keep your mind on righteous things of above; and if you trust in Me, you will never have anything to worry about? Look up, to My righteousness; to my beautiful sea that greets the sky--and that greets you with love and hope-- rather than down at the ground, that only show you the sin you've trailed in for so long and the worries you kick around but never seem to leave your sight.

The sky was a particular beautiful crisp blue today, as well.

The rocks and ground do not show the potential you have. They don't show you where you are. You can only see what wonderful things I have planned for you if you keep your mind on what's ahead and what's above.

She nodded her head toward the direction of the sea, and the sky; and walked back to her friends on the bordering cliffs.