Crumbling cliffs?

When I lived on the North Norfolk coast the biggest issue that area faced was crumbling cliffs. Churches had even been lost through the erosion of time. Little did I know as a child my life would at times resemble those crumbling cliffs. Sometimes life just happens and it takes everything that is in us to turn our focus back on God and stop any more erosion. In fact those crumbling cliffs often in time stand as memorials of time of how we made it through a very difficult trial.

My cliffs along my life have crumbled and somethings have surely fallen into the sea. But I do believe through it all that I am a different person than before, much more willing to see God do things in my life and I surely believe that at the end of it all something beautiful will have been made and that is in you as well .When your cliffs are crumbling around the corner is something amazing I am sure.

So one day when I walk along that beach in North Norfolk and see those crumbling cliffs I will remind myself that in the crumbling mess is something beautiful been made.

Please have a cup of tea with me today