When I saw this little seashell on the beach, I was struck with how it reminds me of us... In comparison to the vastness of the ocean, it seems so small and insignificant- like we feel sometimes. We may feel like we're at the mercy of the tide- tossed about in the storms of life. Or that the waves of life crashing us against the shore have chipped away at us and made us think we've lost our value as God's creation. But like a vigilant beachcomber, He stoops down, lovingly scoops us up, removes the impurities, and makes us whole again. There is no better place than being held in our Father's hands... And He treasures us!
"You are God's chosen people... His special possession, that you may declare the praises of Him who called you out of darkness into His wonderful light!" (1 Peter 2:9)
