Cowabunga!
Wednesday, July 10, 2013 Posted by Katie
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I am a great swimmer. I look
forward to every opportunity I get to swim in our local pool, or even jump into
ocean waves when I’m lucky enough to be out on the coast. But when it comes to
swimming out into the great unknown?
Let me give you a visual.
There stands Jesus on a
gorgeous coastline, waves crashing at his feet, telling me, “Go on kiddo! The
water’s fine!” And He should know right? Yet there I stand…a toddler
desperately wrapped around the shin of the Almighty. With no intentions of
moving.
That's not how I start out though.
I love it when the Lord
gives me a vision. I love it when He gives me a creative project I can really
dig my teeth into. I love it so much, I regularly thank Him for the opportunity
and the privilege to be creative in His service.
But somewhere in my excitement,
like taking a kid to the beach, there comes that moment when I must face the
ocean…the great unknown…and decide if I really trust whether Jesus commands the
water.
I have just recently
launched such a project. God got me all excited about it. I dug my teeth in. I
made it to the beach, and I have just begun to release my death grip on Jesus
and wade into the waters as He bid me to. If I keep moving forward, my plans
will soon have me going in deep enough to body surf.
I know I’m not Jesus’ first
kid to worry about face-planting (Mark 4:38). And you’d think with older
“siblings”, I would learn from their doubty attitudes. And yet, I’m a little
nervous. Won’t you pray with me that God’s call will lead me on a rip-roaring
amazing ride, bringing me all the way back up to His feet again?
And when it does, please
pray that I’ll be brave enough to pick up my board and head back in for another
go.
Why don’t you come with me?
