On Sand and Sea

The paper-thin marrow that adhered the clam shell's halves severed as one part landed in the surf, and the other upon the shoreline as I heaved it into the sea, contemplating my next steps - continue in full-time church ministry or move into the marketplace. 

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"You'll walk with one foot in the sand and one in the sea," murmured a liminal, fleeting thought, as I beheld the clam shell's parts part ways in mid-air - one into sand, one into the sea. 

The shoreline bound them together, still.