This past summer, I had the chance to spend time with my granddaughters by the lake. It was a beautiful summer day, and I watched them play along the shore. My granddaughter was ecstatic to find little shells along the beach. One by one, she brought me one and said, "Look how beautiful this one is!" She admired each one as she laid them out. "I know so many good things I can do with these!"
Later, my daughter joined us. She came up to me and asked, "Did you tell her she could take all those shells home?"
"Yes, I did."
"Mom, what am I going to do with them? Most of them are broken."
"I know, but they're her little treasures."
Sometimes appreciating the little treasures and graces in our lives is hard. Grace can take us by surprise. A small moment of peace, joy, hope, or love can add so much to our day if we let it. This past week has been challenging. I handed God my prayers with an open hand and a tear-stained face, and said, "God, you are a God of mighty miracles. If it is Your Will, I could really use one."
I didn't receive the miracle I longed for; instead, I received small moments of peace, hope, and love. What was I to do with these little treasures? Hold on to them tightly, and never forget that God sees me, hears me, and loves me in this moment. Even though I feel like a small, broken shell, God holds me tight and says, "Stay close and trust me. I'm really good at fixing broken things. Wait until you see what I have planned for you!"
-Susan






