“And he… made me a polished shaft;” Isa 49:2
There is a very famous “Pebble Beach.” The surf continually roars and crashes against the point, relentlessly beating against the stones that cover the point. Tourists are drawn to gather the beautiful round stones carved and shaped by the endless waves. But, when you go beyond the point to a nearby cove, while the pebble beaches are still present, the crashing waves are dormant and docile, and the stones are jagged, sharp, and never chosen. Why are they left unsought? For the simple reason that they escaped all the turmoil and attrition of the waves, and the quiet/peace have left them unpolished, blemished, and lacking beauty… Polished through perils. The Father sees our beauty within, let Him shape us to it. Many of God’s jewels are crystallized tears.
The waves are simply obeying the Lord, with the same faith comes our beauty… HSAY
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