Buoyancy is a blessing.

"I called on your name, LORD, from the depths of the pit. You heard my plea: 'Do not close your ears to my cry for relief.' You came near when I called you, and you said, 'Do not fear.' " --Lamentations 3:55-57.

You know that song that you only know one part to, and it drives you crazy that you only know that one stanza!? Well, if you don't, pretend that you can imagine what irritation I'm experiencing in these circumstances. This'll be an imagination exercise for you! :)

The only part I knew of this song was "I'm begging You to hold on tight: begging You to take my life from me," so I Googled it and found that it was "My Only Hope" by Bebo Norman. Listening to those lyrics reminded me of something that I wrote on April 22 of this year, so I'm going to share it with you:
The currents are getting faster by the minute. God, Your children are getting caught in the undertow. The sea of raw emotion is screaming in need of more breath to steal. The hearts of many become weary at the sight of the choppy waves. The song in which this ocean sings is not the sound of sweet serenity, but the sound of horror rings in the people's ears. The cringing of fear that the hopeless hearts experience as they see their fate is simply a natural reflex. Where is the calm shore where the victims can fight to? The sounds of hatred, pain, loneliness, bitterness: it's a lovely harmony and direction to darkness. Where is the light that leads them to the shore? Hearts are cold as stone with the bitter freezing water eating at their flesh. Submergence occurs. Terror arises. The sea of black chokes the hopelessness until it becomes pure defeat.  
One may say the sea is lined with faces carved of all things meaningful. The eyes match the waves with words of infinite discontent. God, we do not wish to see our brothers in anguish. Where were You when they were drowning? Were You there when their cries were muffled by the despair filling their lungs? God, where are You when this horror causes us to tremble and weep?
 Imagine you are in this sea of faces with darkness stalking your very existence. When in a vast body of water with no land in sight, the first instinct is to tread water, right? It makes the most sense-- NO. You don't tread water because the energy that you use to keep yourself afloat will run out quicker than you know it, leading you to fall below into the depths with no hope for survival. You don't know when help will arrive, so the best thing to do is to let yourself float on your back, trusting that help will come. People at home will know that something is wrong if you don't return after a long period of time. Helicopters will come with floodlights and shine into the murky elements to find you.

This can also be a picture describing our spiritual lives: when we are discouraged and feel strangled by the hopelessness that follows, we need to not fight with our mere mortal power to fix things. Sometimes, the emotional undertow takes us under at a faster pace, and we can't keep up with the rough terrain. THAT IS OKAY! That is why we have such a powerful and merciful Savior because we cannot do everything on our own.

Like the people at home, God is missing you as well. He wants you more than ever to be in His arms again, so as you would in an actual body of water, keep yourself afloat by trusting God. Don't tread water in hopelessness, or you will drown. Even if that does happen, we are blessed to be loved unconditionally by the greatest Lifeguard that the universe will ever know. He's so awesome that "He alone stretches out the heavens and treads on the waves of the sea" (Job 9:8).

"He has walled me in so I cannot escape;
he has weighed me down with chains."
--Lamentations 3:7.
Remember: no matter how tight your chains are, no matter how high the waves are, no matter how fast the current is, God will take a hold of you and lift you out of the depths of the pit. We haven't a need to ever fear when we look to God for strength as our lifeline, and remember that He is always there to provide for us.

God bless!


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