A Life in Celebration – A Seashell Story
I got to walk on the beach last week. It motivated me to share this seashell story with you. I am fortunate to live less than an hour to the coast here in Florida. What a blessing it was to step onto the sand, to listen to the crashing waves.
Yes, there were other people there, lots of other people on the beach. But, you know what? They were all much further away from me than the people have been in the grocery store and at Walmart.
I was out in nature, the same you might be able to experience along a river or lake or among towering trees on a hike through a forest. We all need some nature right now. Out there are a couple of the Disney ships just hanging out offshore until cruising begins again.
My walk on the beach made me ponder the seashells washed up along the beach. How many sea creatures that live in shells must there be if our beachers offer up millions of little treasures. What caused these little creatures to give up their shells? To offer up their shells to us mere mortals that stroll the edge of their world?
What cause one person to pick up and save and treasure a particular shell when another shell seeker doesn’t give it a second glance? If you spot a shell you want at the edge of the water, you need to be quick. If not, the tide that brings it in will take it back aways just as quickly as it delivered it.
Is there anything like the waves washing over your toes as you stand on a beach at the edge of an ocean?
Some of the treasures are so delicate, more fine than a bone china tea cup and others are thick and hard and strong and surely designed to protect the creatures within. Do you have a seashell story within you? Is it a seashell story or a river story, or a forest story? I hope you get a chance to get out in nature, breathe the fresh air and delight in God’s gifts to us all.