This song and images SCREAM to the existence of God. It speaks of the VAST creation, the INTRICATE details and the DELICATE balance HE has set into motion. It exhibits the incredible BEAUTY of his handiwork.
Walking on the beach awhile back I began noticing the broken shells being washed up along the shoreline. I looked closer, I began to notice the edges, the colors, the cracks and the holes. As I stood turning the shell over in the palm of my hand I began to think about what had caused this deep imprint, the scar, the broken edge.
What had been attached to this shell?
What had crashed up against it with enough strength to break off the outer edge?
For how long had it been washing up against this same shoreline?
It reminded me of a an encounter with a beautiful woman in Colorado years ago. We had enjoyed dinner together at a women's retreat in the mountains. Sharing parts of our stories and parts of our struggles.
So much of the way we think and live has to do with what we believe. What DO we believe about God? What DO we believe about ourselves? And what DO we believe about others. It seems these questions are not in anyway new to humanity. From the very beginning, we've struggled