When You're Drowning...

     Life has often been unkind and honestly it feels like it's not supposed to be. This world around us is fallen and broken truthfully. And yet... we still want so desperately for the world to be...kind. Be kind to me. Especially when it comes to our calling. My calling. My calling to believe and to walk by faith. To walk on waves with the one who created me. But what happens when I sink? When the storm is raging and it's terrifying? The waves are unsteady under my feet. The mist preventing me from seeing. The roaring waves make it seem like Jesus is a million miles away from me. Too far to see. And I sink. I sink into insecurity. I sink into fatigue. Into complacency and unbelief. Plug in whatever noun or verb you need that describes you're situation perfectly. 

    The idea of walking on water and the feeling of sinking didn't come from me. It's a reference to Matthew 14:29-31. Even non believers have often heard the story. The story of Peter the man who walked on water with Jesus and because of his lack of faith, started to sink 

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