"You Are Special"
During the road trip I was just on with some friends we visited Myrtle Beach in South Carolina. We didn't have a lot of time there before it got dark and I wanted to find some shells to take home. There were shells everywhere, but most of them were pretty broken. A lot of them looked perfect, but once I picked them up I realized that they were broken and the sand had hidden their damaged edges. Growing up, when we would find shells on the beach we never kept the broken ones so I kept tossing those back into the sand, searching for the perfect one. My friend asked why I did that and then she said "it's okay if it's a little broken. Most of them are." Almost immediately I heard very clearly in my mind the words "I created them just as I created you." I was reminded of a book that my mom loved to read to us when I was little called "You Are Special" by Max Lucado. It's a story of Punchinello and the wooden Wemmicks who either stick gold stars...