How many sunsets I have been blessed to see. Sunrises too. A special time. Day ending. Or day beginning. Full of promise and hope. Right now, at the coast, I savor each sunset. Like a deep gulp of the freshest water. Filling the soul. Bringing peace.
I like the sand in my toes, but I really like to find the rocky, churned up areas of the beach. I like finding treasures of broken shells, smooth stones shapes like hearts and sometimes even sea glass. HOpe is everywhere!
The waves are a comfort. A constant. Healing to mind and soul. I may not be enough. I may be difficult to love. But I am. I am His. I was created. With a purpose. With love. I was made as I am. And who I am brings my Maker joy. That is enough. Even when I am not.
I like the sand in my toes, but I really like to find the rocky, churned up areas of the beach. I like finding treasures of broken shells, smooth stones shapes like hearts and sometimes even sea glass. HOpe is everywhere!
The waves are a comfort. A constant. Healing to mind and soul. I may not be enough. I may be difficult to love. But I am. I am His. I was created. With a purpose. With love. I was made as I am. And who I am brings my Maker joy. That is enough. Even when I am not.
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