“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”
I can’t swim. I live in Miami-Dade County, South Florida, not far from miles and miles of beautiful beaches, and only a car ride from the Florida Keys – and I can’t swim.
One afternoon, I attempted to make my way to a sand bar, and after enthusiastically doggy peddling my way to where the water would be back down to my thighs, I let out a loud squeal and made a swift u-turn back to the shore to keep from being eaten alive by a jellyfish, a little larger than the size of my head, that was swimming some 5 feet away from me.
I live near tons of water, but I fear just about everything that dwells within it. I guess that’s why I like this song so much. I’m sitting at the beach, thinking about how hard the waves are crashing in and not thinking twice about jumping in to take a swim – or doing anything beyond putting my feet in the water! More so, I’m worried about what steps to take next and worried, to some degree, about what God is doing and why I made this move to Florida; especially when life was easier and predictably stable for me in Tennessee.
It’s crazy how much fear can paralyze me. It’s crazy how much fear can cause me to doubt and second guess everything. It’s crazy how easily I forget that I worship the God who created the ocean and waves I see in front of me.
In the midst of fears, I claim that my faith is deep, but it could always be a little deeper. It could always use some growing and a little bit of challenging.
“Spirit, lead me where my trust is without borders. Let me walk upon the waters, wherever you would call me. Take me deeper than my feet could ever wander, and my faith will be made stronger, in the presence of my Savior.”