the birds in the sky, and the fish in the sea, all that swim the paths of the seas.
Psalm 8:8
I recently came across a lone neglected seashell on my window still and it made me smile for I’ve forgotten about the little shell I’ve randomly placed there for a while now. Seeing the shell took me back to those fun days I had with my friends picnicking on the beach during our lunch hour, walking along the sandy seashore with bare feet, talking about God, exploring, and collecting sea glass and shells.
Those are the memories I live for and when the beaches finally reopens, I’ll be looking for seashells once again.
Seashells are a beautiful blessing, and I am thankful for them.