Mud Pies or Sand Castles

It's been a crazy busy week. Yet, in the midst of it all, I have felt God's sustenance and found encouragement from family and friends. How very grateful I am - and happy too - that this morning I found a quote that I first encountered in John Piper's The Dangerous Duty of Delight. It's worth the read.

"We are half-hearted creatures, fooling about with drink and sex and ambition when infinite joy is offered us, like an ignorant child who wants to go on making mud pies in a slum because he cannot imagine what is meant by the offer of a holiday at the sea. We are far too easily pleased."
C. S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory

Left to myself, I do think I could become enamored with making mud pies. Thank you to the Spirit of God, His Word, and the Body of Christ – my Heavenly Father’s lavishly provided means of grace. I am humbled by His alluring call that beckons me towards the din of crashing waves, the sight and sounds of seagulls in the breeze and the chance to get lost in a sunset viewed where the horizon meets the mercy of God and a much needed holy embrace on a shore far away from the distractions of mud pies and the ambitions of a life centered around myself or hollow pursuits.

Ok, look! A solitary shell rolling in the receding surf. Placing the conch shell to her sun drenched ear, she revels in the sound of a distant briny expanse and the memories of her very first holiday at the sea.