I held the glass container in my hands in the bottom I put some sands of time, not too much, for after all, I don't want to squander mine.
On top of this I put some shells like beautiful shiny little cups, waiting there for God's grace for today to fall and fill them up.
Along one side with soil so rich, I built a little hill, and planted seeds of what I wished, once they grew, the gentle slope would fill.
There were stepping stones going across a path inviting me to dare, to come and live inside my container, to see from the inside what was there.
I felt like the container was what my life was like, before Jesus, I was on the outside always looking in, wishing that I could be part of the beauty, instead of tangled up in my regrets held within.
Now I know, for Jesus heard that wish, even though it was too faint to hear,
and instantly He was by my side, promising to always be there, be near.
I accepted Him into my heart that day, such a simple but life-changing thing, and suddenly I was inside that beautiful world, knowing the joy only Jesus can bring.
But, oh, there was more gifts held in store, I had changed, my life began anew, and Jesus held the best gift of all, and gave me love when he brought me to you.
Now in each day's container are the sands of time, spent with joy with the one I love, the shells brim over with grace and blessings, the flowers on the hill another gift from above.
Everything in my world is so fresh, its beauty so vibrant and true, for I see it all through the eyes of love, each moment a gift that says 'I love you!'
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