I have always been drawn to grounded people — not because of their age, but because of their settledness. They had lived through enough weather to stop shaking with every wind. Even when I disagreed with them, I respected where they had landed. This speaks to me!! Its seems sometimes this humble soul is hard to find, when you find hold them as treasure.
This spark hit me hard. It’s the words I have been striving for recently when things do seem big and overwhelming. This too will pass, and you can still feel joy in the midst of struggle. Give it to God and keep moving forward. The only time the dogs I keep have challenges is when they don’t have enough space. Movement is your friend, moving with intention gives us clarity. My brothers words echo every day, do it with intention. Love
I have always been drawn to grounded people — not because of their age, but because of their settledness. They had lived through enough weather to stop shaking with every wind. Even when I disagreed with them, I respected where they had landed. This speaks to me!! Its seems sometimes this humble soul is hard to find, when you find hold them as treasure.
This spark hit me hard. It’s the words I have been striving for recently when things do seem big and overwhelming. This too will pass, and you can still feel joy in the midst of struggle. Give it to God and keep moving forward. The only time the dogs I keep have challenges is when they don’t have enough space. Movement is your friend, moving with intention gives us clarity. My brothers words echo every day, do it with intention. Love
Marti… what a powerful reflection.
You took the image deeper than sand and time alone. You brought it back to the One who stands above both.
The grains may move through the apex of time, space, and matter… but God remains unchanged.
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come.
He is not subject to the hourglass.
He is the Author of it.
He is Alpha and Omega—before the first grain fell, and after the last one rests.
What comfort to know that while our days are measured, His presence is eternal… and every passing grain moves us closer to fulfilled promise.
Beautiful insight. Deeply anchored truth.
G~
I remember! And as I am reminded of the power and refinement of the oceans waves hitting the sand. . .
I reflect on the Words. . . “Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, who was and is and is to come!” Rev. 4:8.
Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end. Like sand in our hourglass advancing through the apex of time, space and matter.