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Separation (orig post via Insta/FB on 07/12/2020)




The picture on the left is of the shadow box that we used for our unity sand ceremony at our wedding. The picture on the right is of it after it had been packed and stored in a box that allowed the elements in. As I gazed at it with disappointment that the very well separated colors of sand had mixed, some had separated and clumped up, all because I allowed moisture to enter in, I felt like God was speaking to me. Sometimes we allow things like fear, worry, anger, bitterness, gossip, jealousy, idols, and hatred, all SIN, to enter into our lives, thus creating a barrier between us and God. A barrier that can happen gradually causing a separation between us that gets easier as we allow more moisture in. The picture on the bottom is after I attempted to fix the problem, creating the sand to mix and settle more at the bottom of the shadow box, leaving an open space at the top. Just like I don't want to allow for moisture to creep in my shadow box of sand, I don't want to allow anything to separate me from my relationship with God. I'd love to say that I'll never have sin in my life but that just won't happen because I am human and so far from perfect. However, I can repair any damage I've caused and fill that empty space with more of God. You can too. It is not too late. -Michelle Ellis

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