My Sandcastle

The story behind my Sandcastle.

When I was a child I had an invisible friend, not an imaginary friend(there IS a difference),who came and played with me when I was alone.  We played at the park, swinging so high our feet touched the sky jumping off the swings onto the clouds. We played tag and ball and skipping, all kinds of games. Sometimes we just sat and talked. His favorite thing to  play was Prince and Princess, and together we built a sandcastle. We played in the sandcastle a lot.

I never knew his name when I was a child just that he was a little boy and he liked me even when my other friends didn’t. I could always count on him. Almost 40 years later I finally learned His name. My invisible friend was Jesus, and although I forgot about the sandcastle and stopped playing with Him and talking to Him, He never forgot me and He never left me.

It has been on my heart for a while to start this journal and I finally did.               So welcome to my Sandcastle.