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"I am with you always." Really? Always? Even when I don't feel it? Even when I don't have the warm fuzzies? What about when things are good? Even then? Is it odd that I seem to become most complacent when things are relatively good?
When I took the kids to Savannah last month, we went to the beach for just a couple of hours. I showed Sydney how to jump in the waves as they crashed at the edge of the ocean. I would stand there and hold her hand, and she would jump up when it hit. Half of the time, it would knock her off her feet, but it was okay because I was holding her hand. And I heard myself saying "Stand up, Sydney. There's another one coming, and this one's a big one." Now when the waves weren't coming she might let go of my hand and play a little in the water, but as soon as another wave was coming, she would grab my hand. Or I would grab hers if she didn't see it coming. Why does this matter? Because I had been asking God that week why I didn't feel as close to Him when things were going well. Why the bad times brought me closer to Him-- should I want things to always be bad so I could have that closeness? I was scared to death that something horrible way going to happen because it's the only way God could get me to pay attention. It's not that I think God is some awful tyrant waiting to hammer me for doing something bad. I believe whatever happens would be for my good. I truly believe that. And I heard it, and saw it, and understood it there in the ocean with my six year old. He is always there, I just don't always cling to Him. But He is always there. The waves are coming-- not as punishment or retribution, but because of the nature of life and the world. He loves me more than I love Sydney and He is always always there. He is there when the waves aren't crashing; He is there when they knock me off my feet; and He is there to hold my hand and say "Get up. There's another one coming and it's a big one."
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