Friday, December 17, 2010

The Parable of the Sand Dollars 26

When I was about 14, growing up on Miami Beach, my brother, some friends & I went to the beach on Collins Ave., and 22nd St, by Hotel Channin, a hotel owned by a friend's family.
We had discovered that relatively close to shore there were sand dollars laying just under the sand, the outline of their shapes visible, and therefore it was easy to dive down and snatch them up.
They had no real value, but they were cool to look at! We paddled out  about 50 yards off the beach in about 10 feet of water with just two canvas rafts, masks, snorkels and flippers. Unknown to us a hidden danger was working against us; the the tide was going out, and the rafts were not anchored to anything. Every time we dove down, the rafts were a bit farther away from shore. When we finally turned around toward the beach, we suddenly realized how far away we had dwifted from safety; we could hardly see the shore at that point! The swim back was long and arduous; and we were fortunate-watched over by God- that we did not drown, get caught in riptides, or fall prey to a variety of sharks or barracudas known to live in those waters.

The Lord showed me how we at times could become like this:  Engrossed in chasing worthless things, things that had become idols, and not having our eyes fixed on The Only One who is immovable, who cannot be shaken- the LORD only- we had strayed far from the safety and security we had taken for granted.

Never forget where our real hope, trust, and faith belongs- in God our Father, our Rock.
As you go about your day  dwell on His goodness-His greatness-and thank Him continually.
Let praises for Him never cease be in your mouth.

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