O God, Creator of the sea, river, beach and sand – incredible creations from your imagination. The Psalmist reminds us,
Your O’ God thoughts—how rare, how beautiful!
I’ll never comprehend them!
I couldn’t even begin to count them—
any more than I could count the sand of the sea.
And neither can I count the sand on my feet. The sand that gets in my shoes (no matter how many times I rinse my feet off in the water), between my toes and stuck up my ankles. The feeling of scratchy sand as I walk across the floor, on the bottom of the tub, under the sheets in bed and even in my mouth (how did sand get in my mouth!?!)
Gritty, grimy, generous portions of sand. The rub, rough reality that reveals to me the ebbs and flows of my life. The reminder that with great growth, often times comes great irritability. O’ God, I pray today that simple sand be a reminder of the good work you continue to do in me that sometimes is uncomfortable, in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Amen.
I pray today that wherever you find “sand” in your life that you can look beyond the irritability and see it as a reminder of how God is growing you.
Love, Pastor Meg
Hope Recovery Faith Community 