A shell is more than
a discarded home; it tells
of oceans and skies.
On a day of deep thinking, negotiating my way through inner shadows of sorrow in the search for hope and light, I stopped to look at the sky reflected in the sea water inside a mussel shell.
A shell has the capacity to hold in itself the same sand of a million beaches, and the same water of a world's ocean's.
Likewise our human minds and hearts have capax dei, the capacity for God.
Our capacity is that of the shell; God's fullness is that of the ocean.
And from that fullness of purposive love and creative wisdom, come our deepest and furthest reaching hopes.
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