“When a gentle southerly breeze came up, they weighed anchor, thinking it would be smooth sailing. But they were no sooner out to sea than a gale-force wind, the infamous nor’easter, struck. They lost all control of the ship. It was a cork in the storm.” Acts 27:13-15 (The Message Bible)
I’m writing this morning from the shore of an Iowa farm pond. The breeze (more like fifteen-miles per hour wind) is coming from the south, and even though the thermometer says it is over seventy degrees, I feel chilled to the bone. My husband, brothers, mother, and sisters-in-law are fishing…while I fish for men and women who will read my blog. I used to enjoy fishing from a boat, with a good book in one hand, but now I just prefer the good book.
There are no boats on this pond, but if I were to take the kayak out, I’d have to paddle like crazy to keep from being pushed against the shore. When I let my prayer life and meditation time drift into the wind, it is like fighting the waves to get control of my life again.
Dear Lord, help me take control of the wind and waves in my life. Amen.