There’s destiny on my heart. There’s thanksgiving, joy, anticipation.
God is full of grace and mercy. Time and again, it amazes me. Maybe it shouldn’t. He has heaped ridiculous blessing on me already. So maybe I should learn this is his way.
But still it comes as a surprise when my heart is full and it seems no more goodness can be held.
But there he is again—my forever friend, my heavenly father, my maker, my helper, my Lord. He has come to touch me and hold me and give me himself. Oh how he loves me!
My life’s about to change.
He’s calling us to deeper waters.
He’s calling us to trust and behold.
We don’t know what’s in store, if we will sink or if we will swim.
I’d like to swim, I was raised a swimmer. But until you get into it, you don’t really know. The waters might be too rough and my arms not strong enough.
But I know this. I am loved by God. And I am surrounded by others who are.
And they know they are. And together we are running toward him, together hungry and thirsty souls pining for the only one who satisfies.
It is freeing to claim the only one who satisfies your desires, because then you can stop searching.
The ruffling through trinkets and digging up treasures and leading expeditions, the putting on appearances and planning magic shows and dazzling the new neighbors, is over. The tiring pursuit is done with.
We have found our gold. It’s Jesus.
Now nothing really matters besides walking with him. But at the same time, everything matters because he has something to say about it all. And not only say, but do. He is the source, the shield, the song, the salvation.
And he calls us into the saying and doing; we are the body of Jesus.
So as my life changes, I choose to walk upon the waters because he is calling me there. I don’t know if I will sink or swim, but I’ll do it with him.
And with the community of seekers, huddled around the only fire we know, we’ll walk this way with praise and prayer.
God be praised. Onward to destiny and the thanksgiving that surrounds it.