It happened seemingly all at once. The sky darkened, the wind pushed the tree limbs horizontal, cold rain slashed the windows, howls screeched around our almost 100 year old house. Quick fear, followed by a quick prayer. The verse that brings so much peace came to mind….Be still and know that I am God.
These days of 2020 have produced so much panic and change, that even a benign cold front can make me freak out for a moment. But God. But God. That is what keeps me going, keeps me stable, keeps me at peace. He never changes or panics or leaves. He is God. I just have to be still.
Moments later, the sun is out, the rain has stopped. All is well.
The wave lifts, you feel your board rise, then with a great surge of power, you drop and the force of the great water propels you to shore like a rocket.
That is how it felt to me when I caught a perfect wave. I was never a surfer, but would boogie board for hours at a time in times past.
Confronted with big waves, waves that were taller than me, I had four options:
Dive under it.
Jump over it.
Go back and sit on the shore.
Get past the break line, and turn and line up for the ride.
Lately, my life is pretty much the big waves. They seem a bit scary, but they are also beautiful. Powerful and alive. I have the same four options. If I can manage past the break line, power through with God’s power, turn and look around me, I will be on top of the wave. His strength will propel me to shore, and what a ride it will be.
Praying God’s power for you today as you paddle past the break line. Love, Lisa