This morning, I stumbled across a sea glass honey hole. I didn’t set out to hunt for this special treasure, but amongst the debris washed up on the Corpus Christi Bay, laid a piece of sea glass.
Sea glass has a unique frosted look from being tumbled in the ocean. It has lost its clarity and it’s brokenness has been rolled over by the water, beat against the sand, until it has lost its edge and eventually settled upon a distant shore.
I couldn’t help, but think about this beauty amongst the debris that kept appearing and relating to the brokenness in life.
So, as I wandered the shore on a sunny chilly day in Corpus, the Lord spoke several gentle lessons that I would like to share with you.
- The broken pieces are the most beautiful. In life, at first it doesn’t seem like it. But, after the tossing, turning, and beating of the circumstances, you reappear as unique desired beauty.
- They are beautiful, because they have been tumbled. The pieces of glass that still have their translucency, I would pick up but then discard. They weren’t pretty yet. I kept some of the iffy ones, but kept the frosted ones without hesitation.
- You have to look for the beauty. Although it was a honey hole, I still had to look for it. I didn’t find the amount I found, because of chance like the first one. In life, we have to intently look for beauty in the brokenness.
- Finding a piece, brought pure joy and excitement. It kept me motivated and persistent. When you realize the beauty of the brokenness, you are encouraged to know that any future brokenness will be just as beautiful.
- One interesting thing was, the best pieces tended to be in close proximity of each other. This reminded me that brokenness brought together is better than brokenness alone.
- Last, the broken glass only went so far. I noticed that the debris was washed up in levels. Very little settled close to the water’s edge. The farthest line of settlement had wood and plastic. In the middle is where the sea glass and shells laid. Too heavy to be washed too far, but light enough to be washed up and away from the water. God patiently waits for us to come out of the deep. He is waiting, ready to pick up and gather us all into his hands.
- There is only so much focus and time you can give to the broken pieces. At some point, you have to take their beauty, pick your head up, and move forward in Christ.
1 Colossians 1:20
Not only that, but all the broken and dislocated pieces of the universe – people and things, animals and atoms – get properly fixed and fit together in vibrant harmonies, all because of his death, his blood that poured down from the Cross.
To God Be the Glory,
Erica
