The Lonely Wave
"He quieted the wind down to a whisper, put a
muzzle on all the big waves. And you were so glad when
the storm died down, and he led you safely
back to harbor." (Psalm 107:23)
I just got my pictures developed from the beach from my vacation with my
family. One of the pictures I had taken was a gorgeous picture of the
ocean. In the picture, depicts a very calm sea with one lone and very big
wave riding its last ride into the shore. The day before had been very rough
seas so it was an interesting contrast. As I look at the picture, I can actually
smell the ocean, hear the birds and feel the wind against my face. And I still
think about that one lonely wave making it's way to the shore.
The wave does not think about time. He's not on a schedule; he's only on
God's time. He's living in eternity. As I watched the wave, I notice how
peaceful he lives his last moments. As if with all the strength he has, he
bellows up and rolls. I hear him. He is a witness to his Savior. He lives
out the purpose of his being without question. And as he rolls onto the
shore, he dies with such peace. He is "Led safely back to harbor".
(Psalm 107:23)
"Well done, good and faithful servant" (Matthew 25:21) as we stand
before our Abba.
The lonely wave, the lonely child, the lonely mother, the lonely husband…..
Are we any different as we are called home to our Abba?
"He quieted the wind down to a whisper, put a
muzzle on all the big waves. And you were so glad when
the storm died down, and he led you safely
back to harbor." (Psalm 107:23)
I just got my pictures developed from the beach from my vacation with my
family. One of the pictures I had taken was a gorgeous picture of the
ocean. In the picture, depicts a very calm sea with one lone and very big
wave riding its last ride into the shore. The day before had been very rough
seas so it was an interesting contrast. As I look at the picture, I can actually
smell the ocean, hear the birds and feel the wind against my face. And I still
think about that one lonely wave making it's way to the shore.
The wave does not think about time. He's not on a schedule; he's only on
God's time. He's living in eternity. As I watched the wave, I notice how
peaceful he lives his last moments. As if with all the strength he has, he
bellows up and rolls. I hear him. He is a witness to his Savior. He lives
out the purpose of his being without question. And as he rolls onto the
shore, he dies with such peace. He is "Led safely back to harbor".
(Psalm 107:23)
"Well done, good and faithful servant" (Matthew 25:21) as we stand
before our Abba.
The lonely wave, the lonely child, the lonely mother, the lonely husband…..
Are we any different as we are called home to our Abba?
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Bless you for your wisdom my friend.
This is a beautiful reflection, Connie. Thanks for sharing it with us, and illustrating it so beautifully.
[And thanks for making my whole day with your comment about my 100 Things. You are too kind!]
Hey...beautiful...even though I haven't yet had the chance to see an ocean I could picture everything....and how right you are that the waves in the ocean go on God's timing...so true ..thanks so much for reach to my heart again
: )
Blessings
This is so sweet -- wonderful, really!
By the way, I thought you would enjoy this.
My son had braces put on Monday. They asked him what color he wanted and he looked at them and said: "Go Gators!" He's sporting some mighty fine looking blue/orange brackets! :)
Blessings,
Dori
i knew you were the blog with such beauty in pictures...you have such a sense for color...you capture a story in a second...heard about your vacation pics & was trying to find them to vicariously experience the same awesome ocean...i was a few hours away from heading to florida for vacation w/ my extended family, a reunion of sorts, and an allergic reaction popped into my left eye landing me in the ER and i missed the whole trip...so i am really into your wave story---thanks! glad i found your blog again...i love your photos, they really move me...IDK maybe you are a pro...you have an eye...you have a story...
Hearts from You!