I wrote of flash flooding and waters that rise all too quick and then I hit publish.
Several hours later He wrote His truth on His pages and He shared a few things with me about these flood waters that we so often find ourselves swimming in. I smiled the smile of a little girl who knows her Dad sees ~ He sees her sopping wet clothes and disheveled hair, He did not miss one slight gasp for air ~ her Dad sees and He hears.
Here is what my Dad says about flash flooding ~
Psalm 77:16 ~ "The waters saw You, O God; the waters saw You, they were afraid; the depths also trembled . . . "
The tidal wave of anger that crashes on the shores of my family, this torrent of waters that streams screaming mad into our home ~ these waters ~ they fear my Dad, they tremble at His name. These flash floods fear my God. So, they burst in with rage and violence for surely they know their days, their hours, their very minutes are numbered and they tremble at the knowledge of my Father.
These raging storms of life all know truth ~ their day of reckoning is at hand and the verdict has already been delivered.
So, they stomp and storm about and rage as a toddler tantrums. They search for the weak and the weary, they search for the unprotected, and they whip and they whirl and they spin about and in a dazed confusion the lost are dragged down in a whirlwind into the drain of the dark. But, these dark waters are afraid, they certainly tremble and when lost soul reaches wind whipped hand He grabs a hold and in the depths of darkness the shudder runs wildly deep at the sight of the scarred hand.
The waters see and the waters tremble at my great God.
And another thing which was certainly not as easy to accept as the other ~
Psalm 77: 19-20 ~ "Your way was in the sea, Your path in the great waters. And Your footsteps were not known. You led Your people like a flock . . . "
This way into the great waters? Amidst the flashing floods? He led me here, this is His way, His path. Into the great waters, He leads. His footsteps are not known, for how could we ever perceive that into the great waters He would lead? But, lead He does and He walks his people into this great sea.
Why would a good God lead His flock into the rising flood waters? Two reasons ~
~ When flood flashes and the waters whip biting cold then His flock set hinds feet on solid ground amidst the high places and every doubt is eternally erased from their minds ~ all praise, glory and honor is due to their Heavenly Father.
~ The multitude of clenched fists still thrash and flail about, from the shore, we can not reach to haul them out.
The course is set and the path is marked ~ He will lead this race through many great waters. We can not say that we did not know ~ will you race on?
Several hours later He wrote His truth on His pages and He shared a few things with me about these flood waters that we so often find ourselves swimming in. I smiled the smile of a little girl who knows her Dad sees ~ He sees her sopping wet clothes and disheveled hair, He did not miss one slight gasp for air ~ her Dad sees and He hears.
Here is what my Dad says about flash flooding ~
Psalm 77:16 ~ "The waters saw You, O God; the waters saw You, they were afraid; the depths also trembled . . . "
The tidal wave of anger that crashes on the shores of my family, this torrent of waters that streams screaming mad into our home ~ these waters ~ they fear my Dad, they tremble at His name. These flash floods fear my God. So, they burst in with rage and violence for surely they know their days, their hours, their very minutes are numbered and they tremble at the knowledge of my Father.
These raging storms of life all know truth ~ their day of reckoning is at hand and the verdict has already been delivered.
So, they stomp and storm about and rage as a toddler tantrums. They search for the weak and the weary, they search for the unprotected, and they whip and they whirl and they spin about and in a dazed confusion the lost are dragged down in a whirlwind into the drain of the dark. But, these dark waters are afraid, they certainly tremble and when lost soul reaches wind whipped hand He grabs a hold and in the depths of darkness the shudder runs wildly deep at the sight of the scarred hand.
The waters see and the waters tremble at my great God.
And another thing which was certainly not as easy to accept as the other ~
Psalm 77: 19-20 ~ "Your way was in the sea, Your path in the great waters. And Your footsteps were not known. You led Your people like a flock . . . "
This way into the great waters? Amidst the flashing floods? He led me here, this is His way, His path. Into the great waters, He leads. His footsteps are not known, for how could we ever perceive that into the great waters He would lead? But, lead He does and He walks his people into this great sea.
Why would a good God lead His flock into the rising flood waters? Two reasons ~
~ When flood flashes and the waters whip biting cold then His flock set hinds feet on solid ground amidst the high places and every doubt is eternally erased from their minds ~ all praise, glory and honor is due to their Heavenly Father.
~ The multitude of clenched fists still thrash and flail about, from the shore, we can not reach to haul them out.
The course is set and the path is marked ~ He will lead this race through many great waters. We can not say that we did not know ~ will you race on?
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