There is an ebb and a flow in life that seems to ride the days like the current on the ocean. This is the place where the waves ride back and forth over the sand – again and again beckoning. It’s as consistent as time. They crash out onto the sand and pull back into the ocean.
Again and again, while the gulls catch their first morning taste of nutrition, and the sun begins to peek over the horizon.
It’s beautiful. My heart seeks that beautiful power and majesty over and over through the days as I witness life going through the same motion.
My littles, their hearts racing, feet dancing, minds growing. One day they are reaching out, attempting to grasp the beauty of the grace and love. The next, they recoil a bit. Afraid of what it truly means to let go and live a life that is not of this world.
Again and again, their hearts seek and love, then fall and feel bruised by the weight of sin.
Me, I’m just their Mom, I should be eating the meat, all too often, the milk is necessary. Like the waves, and the babes, I go back and forth, seeking and growing, then crashing and recoiling.
I thought by now, I would have ‘gotten’ it. Again and again, I see how far I still have to go.
Even in the midst of growing and repeating – again and again the process of sinning and repenting, growing and recoiling, I see that the beach ahead is smaller. There is growth. It may be but a speck here and there, but there is hope and joy.
Hope and joy, not fear or rejection. That’s what I want them to see over and over again. So, as they stand up and jump out – taking those first steps, they will know that we are all the prodigal son. Our Father welcomes us with open arms because of what He did.
Again, I will walk back to Him and sit on my knees.
Joining Lisa-Jo for that one day during the week where I can just allow my thoughts to flow out on the keyboard- no editing allowed – it’s raw and rough.
A great reminder that we all need to look to Him again and again for the sustenance of life – because He is the True Provider. I will make sure to look to Him again today for my needs.
Marissa
Yes again and again I have to remember to run to him, not to me or others, but to him! Thank you for dropping by Marissa!
This is absolutely beautiful! Love it!
Good reminder.
Yep, yep, YEP! It flows and changes with time it seems. Sometimes I think I’ve “got it” then a torrential storm comes and washes it all away and I realize I didn’t. But then growth happens and in growth are ebbs and flows and it all kind of seems to work together.
He’s so God like that.
Raw and rough? I don’t think so. Your words are beautiful, honest and just reflect the beauty of the love of Our Creator and His Spirit of love. I so enjoy coming here and reading your reflections. They make me feel so at peace and remind me of the unconditional love of Our Lord. Thank you, friend. Hope you have a great weekend. Much love and prayers, Lisa
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Shenae, Thank you. I am humbled by your comment and will be over in a few minutes. I look forward to reading your post.
I love reading your poetry. You are such a good writer. You are so blessed to write so beautifully.
Jennifer, I do not consider myself to be a good writer. As a matter of fact, I have been told that I am not a good writer. So, I consider my writing as I do my praise and worship to God – what others do not see or hear as beautiful – He does, because I write to and for him. thank you for your compliment…it means a lot to someone considering whether or not I should continue writing.
There is a season for everything. Sometimes I have an easier time understanding this for me than for my children. I want every season of theirs to be happy and wonderful. But I have to remember the hard seasons are what grow their characters and mold them. It is hard to let it happen though. Thank you for this beautiful post.