The third annual Canadian Open Sand Castle Competition was held at White Rock, B.C.
In only four hours, 200 groups of contestants turned the beach into a weird landscape of fanciful sculptures and architecture. The first prize went to a fairy castle rising above white clouds (liberally dusted with talcum powder). Others were as beautiful or as interesting, and 100,000 people crowded onto the beach to view the masterpieces.
Night came; the tide rolled in, and the sun rose the next morning on an empty beach. Of all the excitement, all the competition, all the frenzied building, no trace remained.
The sea gulls reclaimed their beach; the breakers rolled and crashed on the sand as always, but the sand castles-where were they?
What a pity that they didn’t last! All the planning and effort went into buildings that would be swept away by the waves! But many, many people are busy today building elaborate castles in the sand. All their time, all their energy, all their hopes and dreams are centered on their castles of sand. What will they do when the tide comes in?
The contestants had to build between one tide and the next; how much more time have we in our little life on “the shifting sands of time”?
Isn’t it wonderful to be able to look beyond our collapsing castles in the sand to a building “eternal in the heavens”? We can gaze past our brief life here to everlasting life, which is ours for the taking. Only one group could win the prize in the castle-building contest, but God’s offer is open to all of us.