Taking Back Childhood. Then, Giving it Away.

I have been here before. When hair was turned back.  Kept flat by pigtails restraining me from life.

But this time, I have a pigtailed one of my own.  And two nearly grown.  Here beside me.

Rocks make “C” shape around the wild sea.  And I step out onto white sand seeping deep within my toes.

Last time I had shoes.

Last time, storms brewed and even jackets couldn’t insulate me from this beach as a child.

Only six.  Unable to stop much.  Especially storms of life.

And how three decades later, this same beach is warm.  Taking off layers as I have gotten older.  Enjoying the freedom.

And somehow, much has changed over the years. Yet, nothing.

A rock.  A rock draws me near.

Last time…..others seeing whales peering out in the deep. Yet, me? Eyes fixed to the rock.  Eyes always drawn to the unwavering, immovable rock.

And we walk to His majesticness.

All life surrounding His significance.  And I wonder why all of life is not drawn toward The Rock…when His ways are so much greater than stone.

Earthly creatures finding their home.  At its feet.

Even people comb.  Its base.  And I imagine heaven.  People gathering.  There.  As well.  Around the throne.  To give Him praise.

As it stands.  Unshaken.  Like the Unshakable One.  Immoveable too.

And how petty I am….we seem….to at times even think that mere man can possibly move. The Rock of all Ages.

When above all creation.  He is the only worthy one.

Then, we leave. Caves of stone.  But as feet tread home….I see the feathered one make the Rock their home.  And I hesitate.  To leave.  Wanting to pull out my feathers and make my nest.  My resting place.

There.  Hidden. In its wall. Crevasses of stone.  The only safe place.  When seas seem to storm.

Childhood blowing.  Away from me.  Sun continually peeking.  To a new day.  A day where we are not children….any longer.

Nestled safe.  In the shadow of His shelter. In awe of His power, immoveable, unchanging Stone….

Walking on water.  Fearing not what’s in the deep….

any longer.

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6 Comments

  1. Can’t find words to rightly respond- just this huge swelling of awe and hope in my throat. I love all your posts, but this may be my all time favorite. It felt sacred and so, so powerful. Thank you, friend for taking time to pen His praise and turn my heart toward the Rock today. Blessings to you and yours.

  2. Alicia – Humbled by your sincere comment. Thank you.

    Jennifer – Yes, oh the we might stand…on The Rock…Hidden In The Rock…fully in the presence of the shadow of His shelter, friend. Thanks for your comment.

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