So I'll be honest, I'm not doing great.
I feel like a bobber in the ocean.... each wave pulls me under in a new direction, as soon as one is over, I have enough time for a breath, but then another one comes along, or my hook gets caught on something deep in the ocean....
At times the ocean is calm and gives me the chance to relax enough to not focus on the fact that there is a storm on the horizon. All along I know that somewhere I am attached to a string that's attached to a pole that is watching me, but I can't see it. I can't see my fisherman. All I see is ocean, all I feel are the waves capsizing over me. Sea water does not taste good.
He says to have faith, that He calms storms.... look at when he was in the boat with the disciples, the man was sleeping when the disciples were about to jump ship and pray for the best. . . but He just calmly got up, told them to chill out, and then told the storm to chill....
Well, I'm praying God calms this storm like he did that one. I am praying he will give me a break from drowning on a daily basis.
I feel as thought Satan is just hiding, waiting to attack as soon as I get a smile on my face, as soon as I think that I'm not gonna be overcome by these waves, as soon as I begin to float.... BAM! No sir! All of the world could be against me, but that string holds me up enough to not be lost. He knows my pain, He knows my struggles.... that fisherman, my God, has already won these battles with the waves. I don't know His purpose in all of this, but I do know that it is His purpose which is never to harm, but to give hope and glory to Him.
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