At CBS many years ago (I could try to count back and figure it out exactly, I suppose), the year we were doing Egypt to the Promised Land, my core group leader, Mrs. Patricia, gave us all these little bowls with sea glass in them at the end of the year.  She reminded us that it takes years and years for this beautiful sea glass to form.  It has to be tossed and turned and dragged and driven by the waves and the wind.  But eventually, it becomes soft and beautiful.  It sits on the windowsill in the school room.  And as I turned to look at the sunshine this morning my eye caught the glass and I was delighted by the reminder. 

It’s been a few years of waves.  I love knowing that the battering will yield some great results in the end.

I sent Patricia a hello this morning.  God has put so many wonderful people in my life.  Many I will very likely never see again on earth.  It’s lovely to know that we have eternity to catch up.