Waves

I am sitting on the beach listening to the waves crashing on the shore line. I can't help to wonder if the waves were to stop rolling in, what would be so enjoyable about the beach? There's sand everywhere, the sun is raging high, the wind is blowing, sand is flying everywhere. The one thing that relieves all the stress that the beach can take away from you is the most beautiful thing at the beach. The sound that they make when they crash is amazing. The beauty they have when they are rolling and crashing. Sometimes, they make me not want to leave the beach. I could lay here all day and listen to the sounds and day dream all day long. But of course, I am daydreaming. I realize that I am not at the beach at all, but that I am sitting in my home where the waves are crashing around me and I can't make them stop. The sound of the waves are terrifying and endless. The harder I fight, the more I get pulled down. The rip tide is pulling me one way, while the waves are hitting against me so hard that it feels like knives stabbing me all over and pulling me the other way. I feel like I am being torn in two. I know in the back of my mind that if I quit fighting the current and the waves that I will end up somewhere out of this whirlwind, but the fight in me can not seem to die away. I wonder to myself, will this ever end. How long do I have to fight before my body grows tired and I completely give up. My heart tells me to fight, my head tells me to do the smart thing and listen to all the advice that everyone had given me about tides. How long will it be before I can make a decision on which one to listen to. Every so often I feel that the tide and the waves hitting me are smothering me, even though I can't breathe any at all, it makes it so much harder to keep from releasing my air in my body and taking a new breath. But just as soon as I feel like I can't hold my breath any longer, the waves stop rolling in, the air begins to calm, and the current has become dead still.

 

 

 I see the light shining at me like a spotlight on a stage. I can see God, my family, and my friends, standing around me reaching out to me to help me out of the water. I never once gave up and in that very moment God knew that I needed someone that could be strong enough to pull me up and out of the dark water. The people around me are telling me how grateful they have me back to them and how they can't understand how careless I could be. Mixed emotions! I never asked to be in the water, the water chose me. The waves and the current was the struggle, not the water. You see, the water is what is called life. The waves are like unmanageable situations in life that hit you so hard that you can barely keep your balance. The current, is the mentality of those situations. At some point in our lives we are bombarded with the unmanageable situations and can't seem to tread water half the time. But it is always up to us when the waves stop hitting us. It's hard for me to believe most of the time. But there comes a point when you have to believe that you are the creator and the controller of your life, of course to a certain extent. You are the one that has to make the problems disappear and believe in yourself to know how to control that aspect of your life. We never ask for problems and I can rest assure to know that they will always be there. Behind every door, outside of every window, there will be something to stop you or slow you down. But, that is when your faith and strength becomes stronger. You never know how strong you can be until that is your only choice. Sometimes it is very hard to keep your head above water, and much harder to swim in the process. No matter how hard we fight it, the waves hit us and take us under. But that is when it is up to us to hold our breath and ride the wave to the shore. The shore is our safest place we can be. The shore is always our first choice to be in the midst of the raging battle with the waves and the tides, but sometimes we have to fight that battle head on and ride it out. We all have our moments of giving up and letting go, but then we are reminded everyday by those that care for us and love us. Us as people, have to remember that we have our priorities in life, and that a priority is more important that giving up. Faith is not only found through God but also found through you. What would faith be if we didn't have it in ourselves. All of us have some kind of faith. It is up to us to know that Faith is our rock. Without standing on a rock, the sand would erase from our feet. Always believe that the water will find peace. Don't forget that Jesus walks on water and He's always there with His arms stretched out waiting for you to reach to Him. YES, it is very hard to reach up above the water to grab a hold of something, but it's always a lot harder to keep fighting the tides, currents, and waves.

                                  
Well, ladies and gentlemen. That was just a thought, not a realization for me. I had a thought and had to write it down. Sometimes,  our thoughts are someone else's life raft.