The Lake

As I stand and look across this lake before me, a peace sweeps over me. As I watch the lake undulate slowly but surely a serenity is creeping over me. As the wind causes innumerable ripples to play across the surface of the water the tranquility of God is beginning to saturate me. The cares and worries that have been holding me down are starting to lift.

As I take in the simple beauty of this lake I realize that I am only to comprehend this world, and the God who created it. I am only waist deep in my relationship with God, and I am just beginning to grasp that this lake, this relationship, has no bottom.

I'm not perfect but I know of someone who is. And I don't just know OF him. I know him, and he knows me. He's standing on the other side of this lake. He's crying out for me. Telling me to come toward him. He's wading into the water coming toward me. And I realize e stopped moving.

I've been watching him as he comes to me. He's tells me that he wants to show me the deep things of this lake. The things you can't see from the surface. I nod my head in agreement but do nothing but watch.

Then I close my eyes and dive in. I'm going to meet him at the bottom. I've decided that this is a race and I've given Him a head start. But if there was one thing I was always good at, it was swimming. And besides I don't like to lose.

I'll tell you more when I win.