For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also
Matthew 6:21
On our first vacation to the beach with our three month old son, I used to joke he was the rising SUN. Nestled snug in the baby Bjorn, he and I would trek down towards the water before the entire house would wake. This early morning walk became tradition, and continues to this day with all three of my children--all three children who still double as roosters!
There is a certain peace present during the wee hours on the beach. The silver rays highlighting the treasures left behind by the outgoing tide. The kids fill their buckets with broken shells, half clams, beach glass, and rocks. It was on one of these first walks a stone washed ashore shaped as a heart! Another time, a heart shaped shell appeared at my feet while sifting my toes through the sand. And, so began a tradition...Each time we took time for ourselves rejuvenating and playing at a beach...whether it on the Outer Banks, the coastal waters of Florida or South Carolina, the paradise of Hawaii or even the Lake Erie shoreline...we found our heart.
So many imperfections but true to human form, our heart rocks:
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| A project that has been years in the making |
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| We found part of our heart in Hawaii - permanently |
