He is good. {Part 1}

More times than I can count, I experienced the power of the ocean as a child growing up on the beaches in Florida.

Do you know the feeling?

The unexpected crash of a wave that takes you under and swirls you around. Rendering you disoriented and unable to find your way back up from the crashing water.

In a fruitless effort, you exert all of your energy kicking your legs and flailing your arms. Panic sets in. Fear envelops.

Moments like this take us off guard in life. Energy exerted on our own is fruitless. Fear is real. 

Thankfully, the Prince of Peace offers His hand. He swiftly and firmly pulls you to the surface. You take a deep breath and settle into His gentle embrace. Peace reigns down.

I had a moment like this over the weekend. A moment that caught me off guard. A moment that caused me to, much like Peter, take my eyes off of Jesus and start to sink {Matthew 14:22-33}.

New information was shared about the conditions of our S’s current living situation. New information that stole my breath and forced my gaze away from the One who saves. I allowed myself to sulk in the dark and the enormity of the information. I allowed myself to feel overwhelmed and afraid.

Even still, Jesus was right there. Holding my hand. Whispering His promises. Reminding me of His faithfulness.

Beloved, remember all that I have done. 

Just two days before, Dave and I overflowed with gratitude for His goodness.

We had spent the evening at our land just outside of town. We reflected on the circumstances surrounding our lives when we first purchased this property five years ago.

We remembered the hurt and pain we experienced as we ached for a child of our own. We had dreamt that this land would someday be full to the brim with joy and laughter as little feet ran across this ground.

We remarked on the grass that had grown in thick and full. Planted with our own hands.

We declared God’s goodness and provision. For this incredible farm house we are renovating. Moved from another spot in town. Never had we dreamt of such an serene and perfect retreat for our family.

Joy.

Hope. The promise of memories yet to be made.

He is GOOD. Sometimes, when you’re too close, you can’t see it clearly enough. Five years ago, we never could have seen all of this.