Psalm 42:7 Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me.
The starfish. The pansies. Holding a pearl and laying together in the waves. Pansies, coming from the French word pensée, meaning thoughts, so named because of the pansy's habit of hanging its head as if in a pensive or thoughtful mood. "There’s rosemary, that’s for remembrance; pray, love, remember: and there is pansies. That’s for thoughts...". Shakespeare
This is called Wave. A 20x24 oil on gallery canvas and presented itself as I prayed. "For the LORD is a great God...The sea is His, and He made it." Psalm 95:3 and 5
There is the legend of the starfish that tells of a child being observed returning stranded starfish back to the sea, one after another. He was asked “do you really think that what you are doing is going to make a difference?" The boy looked down at a starfish by his feet, picked one up and as he gently tossed it back into the ocean, he said, "It makes a difference to that one”. It all matters. Where and what you eat. What you do. Where you go. What you say. To you. To others. Go ahead and be the one. Take the good farther. Love more. Why? You matter! To God. To many.
And know that it is a given that as your "pearl-ness" is being roughed up and re-smoothed out that you are protected. So go with Gods flow and I will meet up with you on the other side. Blessings till then.
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