“When you pass through the waters, I will be with you; and when you pass through the rivers, they will not sweep over you.” ―Isaiah 43:2, NIV
The look of surprise on our young daughter’s face was priceless as the cold mountain stream cut its way around her tiny body. Only moments earlier, with arms outstretched to keep her balance, she’d playfully leaped from rock to rock. It looked easy enough, great fun with evenly laid out stones defining the way. Reaching the other side was almost a reality, and then―her unexpected plunge.
Life mimics this at times, plunging us into icy cold waters as we make our way along what we think is a clearly defined path. It looks like we’re making notable progress, and then—the unexpected happens. Suddenly, we’re submerged in the current of life’s troubles―winding rivers of difficulty that eventually confront us all. Days when we’re pulled down, entrapped by life’s undertow―times when the current is too swift and the river far too wide to pass through. How do we navigate our way to safety? Where do we find the courage to press on?
The day our daughter plummeted from her path into the cold stream she didn’t hesitate to cry for help, and help didn’t hesitate to come. The same will be true for us. Whenever we cry out. God will come running.
My daughter emerged wringing wet that day, but her spirit wasn’t dampened. Her goal was still in sight, and she would not be deterred. After drying off and changing into her sister’s oversized pants, she enjoyed a picnic and then returned to her game. With pant legs rolled up and her determination set, she plotted her way across the stream. With slow deliberate steps, she planted each foot securely on the rock in front of her. As her confidence grew,her fear of failure subsided. Finally, she stepped onto the opposite side. Her face beamed. She’d experienced the joy of rising above what had once defeated her.
Victory was hers!
Is your pathway to victory blocked ? Does a river run through it? Cry out in your distress. God will show up and plant your feet securely on the rock.
Now it’s your turn. Are your feet wet yet?
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This is a beautiful post, Starr. My feet have been wet several times over the past three years. A few dry steps and then ker-splash! I can testify that God was there every time to lift me up and dry my tears. He is faithful!
Thank you so much, Sherry, for that affirmation. Encouraging to all who read. Yes! He is faithful. Thanks for commenting. Starr