I hope that by writing these Sunday Reflections, I don't give off the impression that I am some sort of self-righteous spiritual guru. I am far from being a religious leader. Rather, I am a simple 20-something who just finds comfort in looking at the "bigger picture" as often as I can. I find happiness in this, and am just seeking to share my impressions. I don't find embarrassment in this seeing as most blogs I follow are trying to do the same thing, but I want to make sure no one thinks I think myself especially enlightened.
Just thought I'd make that clear.
The other day I was walking on the beach and saw two footprints in the sand...
But I did find a lot of seashells. Being from landlocked Idaho, this was an exciting and rare thing for me, so I decided to gather up all of the "cool ones" to take home as souvenir's. After picking up virtually every one I came across, I came to the conclusion that I would pick up all the shells, sand dollars and rocks that made an impression on me and then at the end of my walk, put back the "ugly ones."
After a while, with both hands full, I sat on a piece of drift wood and went to my task. I soon found it be impossible.
This one is pink, and this one is metallic silver! That one is perfectly round and that one is almost see through! This one is intact and that one is huge!
The closer I looked at each one, the more I saw how unique they were from each other and realized there was no way I could put back even one- dooming it to be labeled "ugly." Although to the glancing eye they all seemed a bit ordinary, to me they became special and individual assets to my new collection.
This experience reminded me of a quote from my good friend C.S. Lewis:
"There are no ordinary people. You have never talked to a mere mortal. Your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses."