A Heaven-Sent Message in the Sand

Thank You ALL for your uplifting and verifying that our GOD is INDEED ALIVE AND WATCHING AND HOLDING US stories. I LOVE reading them, and being reminded that we are NEVER ALONE.

Angelic affection.
My family lived an average life. Unfortunately my expensive husband's brain tumour all of the family onto the edge of the abyss forced it. The illness requires very much money. We may thank my small daughter for the fact that a food reaches our desk.
I ask the good god for it every day, that free my family because of this cruel situation. I ask him to heal my husband let him give safety and affection yet.
I am afraid because my child blessed with angelic affection fainted because of the concern two times already. Sir I ask you very nicely help us!
I know, I believe in the fact that the angels are listening and it is known very well that there is need for help because many changes of sign was given already.
Blessing peacefulness!

Several years ago, during a trying time with cancer treatments that were leaving me weak, in pain and feeling helpless, as well as bankrupting us, my husband decided to get me out of the house and take a walk along the river, which was usually soothing for me. But, this particular day, I wasn't feeling any better and was angry that it was hard for me to walk in the sandy dirt, amid the driftwood pieces and trash that the water had washed up on the shore. I angrily kicked at a pile of trash and said under my breath, "Why don't you take me home, Lord. I'm tired and in pain and no use to anyone. I am tired of suffering like this!" As I kicked the trash, a little piece of driftwood rolled out of the pile and fell at my feet. I was amazed and humble...it was shaped like a cross. I cried as I bent down and picked it up, raised my face to the heavens and whispered, "Im sorry, Lord, My pain is nothing like yours and I am ashamed of my whining." I did, indeed, feel better as I walked over to where my wise husband was searching the beach for driftwood and showed him my gift. He smiled. I still have that little cross, he made a display for me to mount it on my wall,(and made it removable to take with me) beside my bed. That was 32 years ago and it is still there and when I'm going to be gone overnight, it goes with me. It's the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing at night. I thank God for his gently reminders that we are indeed loved and cared for by Him.

Love this.
I Always Look for Signs.
And. Each Morning of VBS I Asked???
How will God Speak to me Today???
Today??? Well. MayBe He Just did.
Happy 4th.
"Be generous, be delicate,
and always pursue the prize."
~ Henry James
♥

Your story rings true with me. One early Winter day, I was walking along the shoreline in Newport, RI. I had been feeling a bit down on this cold, blustery and gray Winter's day and always felt uplifted and rejuvinated after spending some time at the ocean's edge. On this day as I was scanning the sand to hoping to find some seashells that I could give to one of my sisters who used them to make wreaths. I saw nothing but discarded plastic, paper and rusty cans and other sorts of trash that was quite disgusting. I then thought to myself, 'You're just being foolish and romanticizing the ocean and beach. There's nothing special here but sand, polluted water and a harsh environment". I decided then to leave and started walking back to my car with my eyes downcast towards the sand. A small black rock then happened to catch my eye. I don't know why as it wasn't especially big or shiny or anything like that. I bent down and picked it up. It was flat, smooth surfaced and oval shaped. Written on the face was a Smiley Face with the words, "H2O Heals". I couldn't believe it! I felt that God was telling me, 'Yes there is something special in embracing the spirit of an ocean breeze, no matter how ugly the shore may appear to be. As if to say, "No, you are not being a foolish romantic and there is something special here." Needless to say, I kept the rock.