There is something about the waves that always makes me think - they speak so loud. And as I was running this allegory took shape.
Waves are powerful - if you've ever been caught in one, you know how frightening it can be as you are being tumbled about at total loss as to what is up and what is down and more important, when will you be released from its grip and tossed onto the shore....
There has been times when God has been reconstructing/tearing down/rebuilding my life and it feels a lot like being caught in a wave.
There is a sense of complete loss of control, and without knowing when it will end or even how much will be torn down, there can be fear and apprehension. It can be painful and a question will simmer in your heart; 'will there be anything of me left?'
And I have to ask myself; do I trust my maker - do I trust Him in the tearing down?
If what I see as discipline, he sees as religion....
If what I think is a quiet attitude, he knows to be resentment....
We so readily agree on Jesus being our healer, but
do I trust Him to be in control of both the tearing down and the rebuilding?
I must trust that the wind and the waves still know His name in order to lose my fear of the tumble.
- so let go my soul and trust in Him....
-b
good thoughts as always, mom.
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