I have an enemy. In this season of change, loss and grief, he constantly tells me, my callings are worthless; I am worthless.
For our summer vacation, we visit the Outer Banks, North Carolina. After our long, 2-day drive, once parked at our beach house, we RUN to see who can make it to the ocean first.
I deeply inhale the salty air, take in the vast horizon and with eyes closed hear the crashing waves. The ocean welcomes me like a long-time friend and a part of me is once, again home, even for a short time.
On the shoreline, is where our love-relationship ends though. I let my feet and legs soak but to go past the ever-changing few metres of waves reaching towards me takes real commitment.
I know what it’s like to battle them. I’ve gotten caught in their relentlessness.
Few times I have been brave enough to plunge through them. Conquer wave after wave; either jumping over them or swimming underneath them.
The ocean rests calm on the other side of this turbulence.
‘Be alert and of sober mind. Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.’ 1 Peter 5:8
During this season, I am weak and weary. And it takes alertness to realize the battle I am in.
Unlike, fighting the waves in my own strength and power, this battle will not be won in my own effort.
It will take grit but not my own.
‘But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.’ 2 Corinthians 12:9
The victory is had by choosing to believe differently. That change when lead by God is and will be awe-inspiring. That loss and grief is because we love so well.
It’s only in Him, that I am strong! And as He carries me through the turbulence, I rest in His ever-calming Presence.