I can’t remember if I have ever shared this story here or not, but if I did, it’s worth the re-telling. Many believe that God doesn’t exist or that He is silent. I know differently. I know He is real and that He cares about each person. He created you, formed you in the womb, and knows exactly how many hairs are on your head. So let this story begin. It took place about 10 years ago.
My family and I went to South Carolina to visit my husband’s aunt. She lives in town of Charleston. Being beach lovers, we had to spend a day at the beach. I don’r remember which beach, but I do remember having to cross a marshy area to get there. It was not down the coast from where the first battle of the Civil War took place. It’s a lovely beach with lots of tide pools, nice sand and pretty beach houses.
My sons were little boys then, with my oldest loving to look for the creatures of the ocean. A boy after my own heart, we both set off down the beach to see what we could find. Of course we had to investigate every single tide pool, mound or shell we could find. What I noticed right off the bat, was that finding a complete shell was becoming difficult. Plenty of broken shells, but NO complete shells of ANY size. Not even the tiniest shell was left untouched. Along the way, we also found a beached jelly fish, which was pretty cool and many other things. But not a shell worthy to take home to add to our collection. My son had quite the nature collection at home!
He was running a bit ahead of me as I walked along the edge of the water at the spot where the water is shallow and the waves rush over your feet. I love this. A natural pedicure at it’s best. Anyway, I was scouring the waters in hopes of finding that elusive shell. As I was looking, a wave rushes in and it contained something that I wanted to try to grab. It was small, but whole. At this point, I was willing to have any size shell the ocean was willing to give to me. But here was the challenge. It was in the rushing water that came in and was in a hurry to go back out into the deep. So I had to be quick! As it was rolling in, I desperately tried to grab it on its way back out. And wouldn’t you know it. I missed. Out into the blue waters it went. I pretty much figured it was lost. What were the odds I would see it come back in again amongst the turbulent waters?
But it did! There it was again! Game on! As it made its way back down to me, I snatched it from the foamy sea. It was mine. And it was more than I bargained for.
Yes, it was a complete shell. Score! it was small but I contained a message. A message I wasn’t familiar with. I was a baby Christian at this point in my life. I came to know the Lord only months earlier.
What on earth! I actually had my Bible with me, so I had to look it up. Here is the passage written on the shell.
Micah 6:8 For He has told you, oh man, what is good; and what does the LORD require of you but to do justice, to love mercy and to walk humbly with your God?
A message from God, pulled out of the ocean by my hand. It is basic instructions of how I’m to live and walk as a Christian. It is my prayer every day that my life reflects this message. I also pray it is reflected in the customer service that is provided by Blossom’s Barn.
Those of us here, at Blossom’s Barn, wish you and your families a very Merry Christmas and a very good New Year!