Poets and writers – for as far back as literature and songs go – have inspired mankind with the promise of renewal. A time of rejuvenation for the soul.
For those of us who know God, we know that true renewal only comes from Him.
But – although in a somewhat lesser sense – if we’re looking for it, we can find hints of this respite all around us. I believe it is His promise to us.
Night eventually turns into day. Winter slowly melds into Spring. For every tide that crashes onto sandy shores, one more is already rising up behind it.
Maybe the Disney lyrics to Lion King say it best:
“It’s the circle of life and it moves us all through despair and hope, through faith and love until we find our place on the path unwinding…in the circle – the circle of life.”
I am trying to be very conscience these days of the difference between being ‘busy’ and being ‘productive.’ I feel a sense of urgency to be productive, to use my time and energy wisely. I have my hand in a lot of things right now, and am finding that I need to daily examine myself to make sure I am supposed to be in all of these places.
The challenge is to always bring the best of what I have to offer to each of the things I am actively involved in. Some days I can’t say that I feel successful. Not at all. Not even a little bit.
Still – at the end of a long day, when I’ve tackled a lot and not really felt all that successful at any of it, I feel Him.
This is a season in my life. For whatever reason, I’ve felt a special urgency in my life this past year. I don’t really know what it means now, or what it will come to mean in the future, but I only know to trust Him and to swim in these waters that are most definitely over my head.
Day will majestically come.
Spring will gloriously arrive.
Waves of inspiration will pound the shores of my existence.
The tides of time.
On those days when I am feeling overwhelmed, underqualified, and inadequate, I know that I need only to lean back in Him and ride the tide to shore. Scary? Sure.
But the ride is more than worth the price of admission.
Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. – Psalm 139:23