God’s abundance…
If these shells are all dead creatures, think how many more are alive and thriving in the sea from which they washed up.
We only see parts of the whole.
Parts of me are dead,
yet alive,
“I am.”
Fragments of pieces of life within and without me.
Some I recognize, some I am not aware of even though they are part of me,
be it forgotten or unconscious or yet to be.
Only whole by the parts.
Only parts
by His grace.
Southern Sea Muse 