Our rudimentary sand art from this past summer on the warm gulf shore on Marco Island in Florida brings to my mind how our walk of faith is conditioned by the effects of those people and events that are around us and how little or great their influence upon you impacts you. I give God thanks daily that we are created in a framework of family, with individual components from within and supplemental friendships from outside of those relationships. All of these people, events, and relationships that we encounter shape us for what we might become. And our task is ever before us.
While we are on the sand theme, it never ceases to amaze me how important those silly sea shells become while you are walking the beach. Now you have to understand I already have in my personal collection boxes of shells equally matched, classified, and paired with others of the same species to make up quite a collection of shells. Huge! Yet I find myself continuing to walk down the gulf, filling my pocket (and more often an entire shopping bag) with more rejected calcium from the deep. It is truly a good day when you come across a rare shell, and at times, I know for a fact that the shell literally just washed up as I arrived on the scene. Think it is luck?
Isn't life like that? I suppose we can miss it if we aren't aware. I could be wandering the beach with my head up (instead of looking down for more shells) and miss the entire drama that is playing out in front of me. All of that beauty, just waiting to be perceived. All those relationships, just waiting to be explored. God is indeed good, and often, grace arrives riding the wave just before I do. I am amazed!
Perhaps all I need do is keep my eyes open to the good things God has in store!
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