There are moments and days that snap us clear out of reality; they are so fun and enjoyable, give us hope for the future, allow us to let go and relax in that moment. We laugh and forget for a while, our real circumstances. Our real life that is filled with sorrow and pain. Returning home, can be torture, like being held under water and getting allowed to come up for air for a brief second and then pushed back down. Unable to breathe, struggling through the pain, wanting to take one more deep breath.
It is almost better to just stay under the water because remembering what it is like to breathe freely, without struggle and strain even for a while, makes drowning hard to go back to, but we do, we jump back into the water, crazy as it may sound.
Fear: keeps us in hard places, the uncertainty of being able to make it out, stand on our own. We get convinced that we need this support, that we have no one else that will love us, care for us and put up with us. We are never good enough, never do enough, never pretty enough.
These little pop ups of air are needed even if they hard because they make what life is supposed to be like real. We are supposed to be free to do as we like. We are supposed to have kind people surrounding us. We are supposed to know love from other people. We are supposed to be safe and secure.
In today’s truth, there is a reminder that we live in a broken world, we lack the power on our own to fight these battles. Sometimes wrongs and evil does not look like such to us. He gives us wisdom and strength to do what we need to do. Hope and courage because we do not have to face these fears by ourselves. Immanuel “God with us” (devotional by Paul David Tripp, “new morning Mercies”
Swimming up to the shore, these waters cannot hold me anymore, I long to feel the sand on my feet and the suns radiant heat.