OMW - Value

So many things I could write about, the rocks I've picked up in my journeys through various countries, the pictures my siblings and other children I've babysat have drawn for me, the books on my shelf, my cat. But, the thing that sticks out most is the black glass bead bracelet on my wrist. I bought it from missionaries who were visiting our church two years ago, and it hasn't been off my person since. The beads were made from broken bottles that impoverished women in Africa collected and pounded up, poured into molds, and made into beads. It reminds me that nothing, and no one, is ever beyond redemption.(and that took a bit more than a minute, but oh well)