What Noticeable Marks Are You Leaving On Your World?

I’ve been noticing lately the marks people leave behind. I’m speaking about the small, every day ones. Little marks that proclaim “I was here’.

Each day I arrive at my favorite beach for a walk. Everywhere my eyes are drawn to signs that people were here. First, the tall driftwood spears sticking prominently out of the horizon – clearly placed by someone with a strong back and a vision for a vertical driftwood forest. Then, I notice the striking array of driftwood dwellings – signs of small architectural genius combined with a spark of creativity.

As I trek toward the lapping waves at the ocean’s edge, I begin to make my own marks – footprints – in the soft, wet sand. Distinct imprints marking each step I tread.

I keep my eyes peeled for words etched anywhere along my beach walk. I’m attracted to signature marks – people who’ve felt passionate enough to carve words into nature’s trunks – what treasure will this message hold? I, too, often take a stick and carve something in the sand. I can’t help myself – I’m pleased with the simple heart or the “X” I make – something to mark the spot and memorialize the moment.

There are so many places where we leave a mark. Social media brings its own brand of marks, the most common being the small round thumb’s up sign – the new universal LIKE button. Emojis, too, allow us to make a mark – some small statement – our response to a myriad of life’s stuff.

I wonder if God leaves marks – small imprints of His presence in my life that all can see?

I think the signs are there – marking His presence – reminding me of His ways. God marks my world in the oddest of places – on my heart.