There was a chill
in the air, wind was lightly blowing and it was actually quite foggy. The sun was struggling to break out from the
oppression of the fog and clouds. Not a
perfect beach day, but perfect for me.
The conditions of this day matched how I’ve been feeling lately.
As I approached the beach, I immediately
filled my lungs with that all familiar intoxicating ocean scent.
Home.
I stepped on the sand and felt its cold temperature on my bare feet. It felt so great to finally have sand between
my toes. It’s been way too long. I walked down to the waters edge and allowed
it to rush over my feet. The frigid
temperature jolted me and took my breath away, but I soaked it all in.
As I walked along the shore, I collected
sweet seashore treasures. Among them, I
found a shell in the shape of a heart. I
felt as though God placed that there for me as an extension of His love and
presence. I also found a gorgeous blue
scalloped shell that had a piece broken off the top. As I held that shell in my hand I thought, “Broken
but beautiful”. That spoke to volumes to
my heart, as I’ve been feeling quite broken this week. There is beauty in the broken. My most treasured find was a piece of sea
glass, which is one of my all time favorite things.
My soul was refreshed by this trip home!
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