waves

I’m fine.

Not really.

Let’s give each other permission to tuck away our practiced smiles and admit when it’s been a tough day.

For, no matter how good we’ve become at riding life’s waves, they sometimes crest over our heads.

This is normal. We don’t have to be ‘happy’ all the time; especially when we’re talking to God.

Father, I’m worn-out. Trust is hard. I keep thinking I know what’s best.

If one of your kids asked you for bread would you give them a stone? If you know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more capable am I? – Matthew 7:9

Yes, but what if letting go means watching someone get crushed?

Make me your dwelling and no disaster will come to you. My angels will lift you up. You will trample the great lion and the serpent. – Psalm 91:9-13

Bad things happen all the time. And, I can sense the lions prowling. Don’t ask me to believe that they’ll simply disappear.

Fear not, for I have redeemed you; I have summoned you by name, you are mine. When you walk through the fire, you will not be burned; the flames will not set you ablaze.-Isaiah 43:1-2

I can smell the smoke.

I will cover you. Under my wings you will find refuge; my faithfulness is your shield. – Psalm 91:4

You know the fragile aspects of this situation. Fear lurks around each shadowed corner.

My grace is sufficient for you. For my power is perfected in your weakness. – 2 Cor. 12:9

Waves will come and go.

Let’s not make their impact worse by judging ourselves for swallowing water.

Lean in to the One who can strengthen your legs when they grow weary from treading. Lean in to the One whose capacity for love exceeds your own. Lean in to the One who can provide peace in the midst of chaos.

Keep riding, dear ones. Keep riding.

Laura