i love sparkly things…glitter…etcetera.  most people who know me, know that.

so i was thrilled to discover that the beach here has it’s own form of glitter on the sand.

it’s gorgeous.

nate said, “look mom, it’s glitter!” then, “oh great, now she won’t see anything else…”

so i did look at it…closely.  and i realized it was finely ground shells and coral left by the overnight tide - discarded by the crashing surf…

so what i enjoyed…what just looked like pretty decoration to me - was really the evidence of many years of trial and breaking down by the pounding waves.

the real beauty was only there after the brokenness…

anyway, it’s what i was thinking about when i woke up this morning.

and now i love sparkly things just a little more even though the process…the sea of change can feel overwhelming at times.

peace.