She sells sea shells … Okay, I won’t make you say this three times fast. I was always the most tongue-tied trying to do it myself. But I love seeing shells. This one makes me think about how we can find ourselves wondering about some aspect of faith, think we’ve gotten to another level, but we’re always connected in a circular pattern to where we have been and where we are going.

The shells we find on the beach or in bags in a store are each so unique. It helps to remember that our faith journeys are unique, as well. We each have a shell formed by different waves of emotion and experience.

This week, discern what the shell of your faith looks like and give thanks for the uniqueness of you.