The Perfect Sand Castle

A day at the park – sand beneath bare feet. Blown into hair, tossled by the wind. Shovels digging, sand  flying, dry and coarse, knees caked with sand. Look at the beautiful creation! Gone in a blink, onto another, bigger, better. Don’t we do the same? It never is good enough, not quite the way I wanted it, just 5 more minutes? Wasting time trying to perfect the transient, seeking that next thing that will really make life complete, forgetting the end goal of the journey – God’s perfection.

Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect. ~Matthew 5:48


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