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Pebbles
I was recently reading about two coves in California a few miles apart. One where the waves pound the coast and one where the coast is protected from the pounding of the waves.
Pebble Beach is the cove that gets the raging white surf that pounds the shore continually where the stones are trapped, being tossed, rolled and rubbed together. Their edges go from being rough to rounded and constantly polished. Eventually people come there, picking up the well worn polished stone to take home and display.
The other cove is where the sun shines, the pebbles are protected, and is a quite cove. The beaches are covered with an abundance of pebbles never sought by travelers.
These stones are left behind because they are rough and unpolished by the turmoil the Pebble Beach stones have been through. Since God knows where we are supposed to end up and what role we are to fill, shouldn’t we let the great sculptor, polisher, creator create in us what He desires from us? Let us trust Him to grind, mold, and make us into something special. I want to be a polished person that God takes home and puts on display. Sculpt me oh Lord!
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