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Monday, 21 December 2020

Asleep in the Boat?

 

‘I want to be asleep in the back of the boat in the storm,’ she said with feeling.

How many of us echo those sentiments during these days? These days which swirl into what appears to be a perfect storm, gaining strength, buffeting us in gales of ferocious winds.

We had an e-Christmas greeting yesterday which startled and challenged me to seek a new perspective on current events. ‘May the new year bring forth more of our LORD’s plan for ourselves and this earth.’ More of the same? Is she kidding?

The trust and hope implicit in that short sentence is so encouraging. Light in the darkness. My cry out to the Lord during most of this year’s turbulence has been, ‘Wake up! What’s happening? Why are you asleep?’ This lovely friend of ours, Donna, shines with the light of Jesus as she speaks out words of faith and trust. It’s not the first time she has inspired me to lean all my weight on Jesus.

Our God reigns. He is alive. Immanuel. God is with us.

‘May the new year bring forth more of our LORD’s plan for ourselves and this earth.’ Reminds me of the faith-filled response of a young virgin who met with an angel: ‘May it be to me as you have said.’

May we all be strengthened and refreshed as we meet with Immanuel anew this year. May our words and actions bring light into the darkness and turn more hearts towards the King of Kings.

 

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