This is the fine line where two hull planks meet. It is a precarious spot, a focal point that holds the tension between disaster and glory, sink or swim.
Most of us most of the time are simply adrift, idyllically bobbing up and down to the gentle sway of a safe harbor.
But as we venture out into deeper waters, and more and more cargo and passengers climb aboard we feel the weight shift and the hull creak.
Oh to be back in the safe harbor.
I feel like this today and if you are honest you will say you are with me. There is so much going on. We feel as if we are going to sink.
I was born most like a flat-water canoe, one designed for lakes and ponds. It can handle a bit of rough water but it doesn't respond very well. I am a West Hartford kid. My dad worked for the Hartford Insurance Group. I played lacrosse and we barely went to church.
But it seems as if I've been pushed out to sea and sent down class V white water. I've gotten involved in working against human slavery here in America, battling malaria and drought in Tanzania, helping restore lives in Oakville. Twice my wife and I have been on our knees in prayer as different friends at different times were evacuated out of violence. I'm a pastor and have preached across the states and in Africa.
The list goes on and on.
I feel like my boat is overloaded. I am about to sink. I have no free board left. My waterline has disappeared.
I am a flat water boat, but God has other plans for me.
We were not created for flat water...but neither were we made for non-stop white water.
Scripture tells me to be still and know that God is God. It reminds me that in returning and rest I will be saved.
Join with me; kick on your bilge pump. Off load some ballast.
Jesus calls us to place our burdens on him. He means it.
What is consuming your thoughts and status updates these days? Lay them down for awhile.
Your waterline will grow, your hull will plane out, you will float again.
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