Mac Moments

This was sent to me today by a very special friend, and I wanted to share it with you all.... OK so I am being overly sentimental at the moment .... Enjoy A man was exploring caves by the Seashore. In one of the caves he found a canvas bag with a bunch of hardened clay balls. It was like someone had rolled clay balls and left them out in the sun to bake. They didn't look like much, but they intrigued the man, so he took the bag out of the cave with him. As he strolled along the beach, he would throw the clay balls one at a time out into the ocean as far as he could. He thought little about it, until he dropped one of the clay balls and it cracked open on a rock . Inside was a beautiful, precious stone! Excited, the man started breaking open the remaining clay balls. Each contained a similar treasure. He found thousands of dollars worth of jewels in the 20 or so clay balls he had left. Then it struck him. He had been on the beach a long time. He had thrown maybe 50 or 60 o...

I remember as a little girl sitting on my bed with my feet tucked terrifyingly beneath me, praying desperately to God that if He just helped me make my legs move off the bed, into the ferocious ocean waters that were gusting around me with the shark fins and jaws snapping just millimeters away, those jaws that would tear me to pieces AND just helped me get to my Mom’s bed and safety that I would never again ask for anything …… And He would, my legs would race down the corridor, arms pushing my parent’s door open and I would creep into bed with my Mum. She would wrap her arms around me and hold me safely, ask if I had a bad dream and we would snuggle down into the safety of dry shark-less land and I would ask God to do the same for me the next time it happened…. Promising fervently never to ask for anything again and again and again. How my mother ever slept I have no idea. I lie awake tossing and turning when one of the kids joins us in bed and eventually drag myself to their roo...