The unexpected undertow

I'm learning to appreciate the undertow. The moments unexpected that sweep you away in life. Sometimes to a magical place and other times a more raw and frankly ugly place.

I think it's because it reminds me I'm in the moment. Living fully alive. Completely engaged in whatever's at hand. It's emotional yes but its a process of maturing and essentially living.

But I'll be honest sometimes it makes me react in ways I don't like and I don't understand. 

But I know this, that I’m a piece of clay, broken at the seams for the beauty of redemption and the process of declaring the kindness of a Savior. 

I don’t deserve it, and I surely haven’t earned it- but somehow the creator of the universe still choose to entrust salvation in me at His death and chase after me with His love. 

Fears got no hold on me, never did, never will.

"I’m sticking with God (I say it over and over). He’s all I’ve got left. God proves to be good to the man who passionately waits, to the woman who diligently seeks. It’s a good thing to quietly hope, quietly hope for help from God. It’s a good thing when you’re young to stick it out through the hard times. When life is heavy and hard to take, go off by yourself. Enter the silence. Bow in prayer. Don’t ask questions: Wait for hope to appear. Don’t run from trouble. Take it full-face. The “worst” is never the worst." -Lamentations 3:24-30 (MSG)

I pray you are encouraged to live into the smallest moments of your day; whether painful or sprinkled in joy - trusting the sovereignty of our God to grace you for whatever season you are journieing through. 

-jdw