Seashells and a Sunset

It was just an ordinary Thursday afternoon at home. At half an hour before sunset, my sister called and invited me to join them (with her husband, my brother-in-law) to go to the beach to pick up a few seashells. Since I had a busy morning in the office and I had insufficient sleep the previous night, I made alibis to stay at home. I wanted to take a relaxing nap. My sister insisted, telling me I need to get some fresh air, that I haven't been to a beach for a long time, that I won't feel sleepy there, etc... Well, since it was more convenient for me to go than to argue with her, I finally conceded.

The seashells were so interesting... really interesting. Some of them were empty and some had these little alive creatures inside. Some were smooth and shiny, while some were rough and jagged. The seashells looked alike and yet they were so unique from each other. They looked the same and yet so different. Just like human beings. Or memories. :)

Ahh, it was really breathtaking... the sunset. I can confidently bet that all the colours visible to the human eyes flashed across the sky as the sun disappeared from the horizon. What a spectacular view! It made me feel so thankful to be alive! And it made me wish I could take a walk along the seashore more often and watch a sunset at every opportunity. If only... if only.

As I listened to the sound of the endless splashing of water against the shore and felt the touch of the clear water in my hands, the soft, powdery sand at my feet, and the cool breeze on my cheeks, I uttered a silent prayer thanking God for the blessings... the blessing of this moment and the blessing of His presence.

I shall put a frame around this memory and keep it in a place where I could pick it up again whenever I need to be reminded to always value this life and marvel at God's grandeur and love. :)