tides

Have you ever stood at the edge of the sea and felt the pull of the tide at your feet? Felt the shifting sand beneath you, pulling you into the rhythm of the waves? Threatening to pull you under?

The wind picks up and surf seems angrier and fiercer. Sandcastles easily crumble and disappear. It’s a losing battle. Efforts to protect fail and all evidence of the castles disappear.

Where is faith when the waves come crashing in? Where is hope?

Trust is on the other side of the breaking waves. Your feet can’t touch the ground but God has you safe.

And I will call upon Your name
And keep my eyes above the waves
When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace
For I am Yours and You are mine

 

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