Since the boys just had Spring Break, we went to the beach. The hotel we were staying in was right on the beach and it had two indoor water parks. There were also lots of activities we could do and plenty of shopping could be had, yet one of my favorite things to do was simply walking along the beach. It was cool with the ocean breeze and we leisurely strolled along in no hurry and simply enjoying each other's company.
Yet what stood out most from these walks was how every broken shell was a treasure for Cava. He would walk along the strandlines with his eyes searching for shells. This meant he continually stopped, bent down, picked up fragments of shells and inspected them. It didn't matter that they were broken because he would see colors in them (blues and purples and yellows) or see images (one reminded him of a bird's wing). Yet what he caused us to do was to stop and pay attention to them.
And it was amazing to really see the shells. Some of them looked less like shells and more like broken pottery. We would pick them up and trace our fingers along the outer edges and the crevices made by ocean tides. Just as Jesus told us to stop and notice the flowers of the field or the birds of the air, Cava has made us do likewise. Little things that we might take for granted or would normally go unnoticed is now moments where we discover the art that is in nature. God created all of these shells differently. He didn't have to but He did. Once again we amazed at His creation and were thankful for it: for the beauty and diversity, but also for how it was bringing us together as a family.
It also showed us that there is beauty in the brokenness of things. This is totally God's perspective of us. In our brokenness, in our fragmented selves, He sees uniqueness and art. That's why scripture says that we are fearfully and wonderfully made.
Cava also reminds us why Jesus said, "Unless you become as a little child . . ." because children notice things. They see broken shells and see treasures. Jesus would have delighted in this with him. He would have said, "YES! This is exactly what I'm talking about! Be like Cava."
I am thankful that Cava is part of our family so that we can stop and notice the treasures of broken shells.