The waves are now lapping over the sides of the boat. The wind has shredded the sail and tying the rudder is of no use in keeping us on course. I think it’s time to tap Him on the shoulder.
“Have you no faith?”
“Uh, hey, I think I’ve shown that I do.”
The mast just collapsed into the water. Did I mention it was RAGING WATER!!? And it’s dark and I can’t see to steer even if I could in this storm.
Tap, tap, tap. “There’s an awful lot of water in the boat. Hello?”
My life is to the point where I am frantically searching for the life preservers. The waves are 12 feet and I’m in a 10 foot. There’s no land in sight but there is a couple feet of water in the boat and I’m pretty sure I saw a dorsal fin glide by in the darkness.
What should I do:
a) Panic.
b) Panic a lot.
c) Panic and cry like a baby.
I’m serious. This is the way I feel right now in my life. There are times when panic is the only option and is nearly debilitating. What in the hell is going on and what did I do to deserve this!!?
Maybe nothing.
I can look back at my life and see times of stress and turmoil and see now how they made me stronger (“That which does not kill me makes me stronger.” Right?) I can see where they have allowed me to deal with life that came later. But this is another thing. This is different than all of those other trials. It’s much, much harder. MUCH harder.
When I start asking the self pity questions, Why me? How can I ever survive this? Why can’t I have that?, I have to remind myself, Faith. I was never promised a mansion, an easy life, a nice car, no money problems….. I was promised some other things though and I have to remember that.
I was never promised my boat wouldn’t sink. I was promised that I could handle anything that was thrown at me, with God’s help.
The course I’m trying to steer may not be the correct one for me. I have to remind myself that and release the rudder.
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