My favorite part of the beach is the collection of beautiful tiny pebbles and shells and sea glass, worn smooth by the constant action of the waves. I absolutely treasure the glittery tinkling musical sound that these small pebbles make.
But I am also aware that on a blistering hot day, trotting across these gems to find the relief of the waters edge can be treacherous and painful.
God parted the waters of the reed sea so that the Israelites could escape Pharaoh. Sometimes God has to intervene to get us through the rough spots. Sometimes in the midst of hard thing it is difficult to really see God's grace and provision show up.
Like callouses on our feet that help get us beyond the sharp rocks... Like the cool relief of the ocean after trekking across a stretch of hot sand.
Escape. Relief. Grace.