Taking Waves

CK took a few big waves today and it shook her up.
She walked back up to the beach and held her tears until she got to me, then she let it all out. I held her and told her I was watching her the whole time, and that she handled those waves just fine. She got settled down and then I sent her up to talk to her dad. I didn’t hear their conversation, but whatever he said lifted her head and lifted her heart because she ran right back out to the waves as brave as ever.

It reminded me of all the waves we take in life. They smack us in the face and pull us under, they toss us around and can wash us out farther from the shore than we ever want to be. And sometimes we’re scared to walk back up on the beach and face the people that saw us go under. Truth be told, most of them probably weren’t even paying attention in the first place. Too busy dipping their own toes in the water or trying to find their own perfect spot in the sun. But God provides us with those safe people to run to. The ones that hold you tight and listen and tell you that you’re going be ok. The ones that keep pointing you back to the Father.

And then we go to Him and he’s not even disappointed we took a fall. When we come to him, he remembers our sin no more. He lifts our heads. He restores our souls. He doesn’t always take the waves of life away, but we can be sure that he’s right there to ride them with us .