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Oceans Deep...

Updated: Nov 7, 2024

'Deep calls to deep

in the roar of your waterfalls;

all your waves and breakers

have swept over me.

By day the Lord directs his love,

at night his song is with me--

a prayer to the God of my life.'

Psalm 42:7-8


Oceans crest and grow, tumble and crash to shores within mind, heart and spirit.

These past weeks have been dedicated to quiet reflection, morass-ed in solitude no matter where my feet take me.

Storms have crept in stealthily and with intent...

Tsunamis slamming into foundation built on stone and sand alike, sweeping detritus before it and away, away.

My heart sits heavy within my chest, yet will I believe in faith for miracles to come.

My spirit sweeps the ground, dragging along beside and behind as I walk, work, speak and have my being...yet will I trust in a God who never fails, who never forsakes.

Dear treasures, no matter what life throws our way, no matter the north wind that blows into our world to freeze, to disturb, to knock us off our path, God is faithful. There is a way, always. What seems impossible, possible.

I sit this morning in my cozy home, with my resident moose who loves and protects and drooly resident feline...I sit and view the things that bring comfort...I sit in silence, or with music playing as I seek Gods face, beseeching Him to heal, to comfort, to bring peace to those I love beyond imagining.

I sit in thankfulness for love, for kindness, for compassion, for grace and mercy...and continue to plant one foot in front of the other.

'deep calls to deep....' we go deep, we dive down to the depths of our souls to find surcease, to heal broken places and find peace within.

My prayer for each one today is one of grace, one of comfort and strength for coming days.

May God surround you with His protection, with His love.

 
 
 

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