We arrived home safely from Cannon Beach today (the weather was snowy, but roads were mostly wet -- not icy). All the way home, however, I knew I wanted to write about what took place last night just before dinner.
Spurred by Jessica's haul of nearly a dozen in-tact sand dollars the day before, our family decided to strike out for Haystack Rock at the lowest tide of the day to look for more of these treasures. We all hunted diligently as we walked, but found very few complete sand dollars. Clay and Will had run ahead of the rest of us and apparently had found two great ones. Reminded of the graciousness of a woman to us a few days before (who had given us a whole sand dollar when we had found none), Will gave one of the two sand dollars he and Clay had found to another person who had none. This warmed my heart to see Will's generosity.
Then I found out Clay was crying because Will had given away the sand dollar HE had found (for the record, I don't believe Will intentionally did this to hurt Clay). Moved by what I assume was the Spirit, I asked Clay if he had forgiven Will (he had) and we prayed and told the Lord that while we wanted to be content with not finding any more, Clay would like to find another whole sand dollar himself.
We started walking back and I was hoping against hope that Clay would be able to find a sand dollar. Hoping and praying during the walk home, it was thrilling to me that Clay found 7 or 8 wholly in-tact sand dollars on the return trip (Joe who was with us also found 1 or 2). What a tremendous blessing to talk with Clay about how the Lord is kind to us and in this case showed Clay and me His power and love through sand dollars. Tomorrow I'll try to post a pic of Clay holding them!
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