Stony Beach

What is so good about stony beaches? The stones.

After church in England, my dad would drive us to Felixstowe for a walk along the stony beaches. Breezy and overcast, we always looked forward to it. My sister and I would skip rocks. The highlight was finding a rock with a natural hole through it. The hole was small and surrounded by a smooth gradual bevel, showing decades of sand abrasion from the waves. We would wear them as good luck charms. None were perfectly centered, each had a special shape. We are all like these stones. Patiently and uniquely sculpted into who we are and will be. Constantly refined by waves of trials that sand us into something special before God. Transforming our hearts to inspire goodness in others. And shape our holiness.

Inspired by a scripure from Peter aka the Rock.

Be Ye Holy, For I Am Holy.

There is a God-shaped vacuum in the heart of every man which cannot be filled by any created thing, but only by God the Creator, made known through Jesus Christ.