His love is a deep, deep ocean, and I know this, but I sometimes pretend I don’t because I prefer the shore, because the view is better from here. but really, I’m not moving because I prefer the warm sand between my toes and I never really learned how to swim.
with love, you have to take the risk. you’ll never know everything about a person, never know them through and through because you can’t see that far into their hearts. eternity leaves a lot of room for wonder, and begs trust that goes beyond logic and evidence. so faith itself is the evidence, and faith itself is a gift, given to those least likely to have earned it by their management skills and all of the doing that makes for safety.
so here it is, the choice to leave the shore and see if He is so deep as He says he is, and perhaps He’ll be my lifeboat, or perhaps He’ll teach me to swim, as if there are lessons for learning things like that once you are in the middle of the sea with nothing but sun and water and salt and wind and love to sustain you.
He-who-is-Love is the adventure; being loved IS the ocean, and who wants to stand on the shore watching the waves come in when you could be drowning in it all? And when your one word is “Go,” what is stopping you, anyway?
Reminds me of a quote about losing sight of the shore (but not the Andre Gide one).
You are so spot on!
Kelly, such beautiful words here. I love the metaphor you created!
This is beautiful. I can picture myself, standing on the shore, unsure if I want to get in and go deeper. But I hear Him beckoning me to come. The water is so warm and refreshing. And He’s right there to catch me if I sink! Loved it!
I am simply awed by your descriptions and the blessed quiet your words leave with me. It’s so true…I think I’d rather swim…kick at the water and dive deep into his presence.
until we reach the other shore…
so very beautiful. all of it.
xo
Water walking is what I have been doing in my adventure lately. I have been doing all I can to remember that I am on my way to Christ, to forget comfort where the sun shines on the sand, and ignore the crashing waves. I recently left the shore in a boat, got out of the boat, and His Word is still GO! You asked the perfect question when you said, if “Go” is your one word what is stopping you anyway? The answer is me. Thank you for sharing and the encouragment.