Sometimes, let me rephrase that most of the time this walk I have with God, seems so lonely though by faith I know He's always around me and never stops talking to me, I find my self pigheaded and wanting to do things my way. I trip and hurt my self a lot, enough to make me wonder what I'm doing wrong and then when it looks like I can't take no more, I see Jesus standing next to me saying are you NOW ready to let me take over OR are you going to continue to be pigheaded. Who me!
Most of my walk with God I've been surround with those that say GOD GOD GOD GOD and yet I feel like I'm on a very big body of water the biggest lake every and I'm sitting in the smallest row boat every made. It makes no difference where I look, I don't see another boat floating anywhere, as time goes by days turn into week and weeks turn into months and months turn into years and all of a sudden in the distance, I start to see something new that was never there before. Soon I recognize another small boat way out there, as it gets closer which took some time, I see a few more small boats showing up here and there, it takes awhile but we all get close enough to each other and one person has a very big rope and comes up with a great ideas that we should all attach our boats together with the rope, as time goes by we learn how much that rope binds us together, when storms come and the waves grow bigger, we ride them out together knowing the rope will always holds us together . I seen the strength in that rope now and smile, laugh and general I'm happier. When I ponder on the thought of that one person not showing up and having that amazing rope and how far we would have drifted apart, I see myself sinking and drowning in that very big lake of water.
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Most of my walk with God I've been surround with those that say GOD GOD GOD GOD and yet I feel like I'm on a very big body of water the biggest lake every and I'm sitting in the smallest row boat every made. It makes no difference where I look, I don't see another boat floating anywhere, as time goes by days turn into week and weeks turn into months and months turn into years and all of a sudden in the distance, I start to see something new that was never there before. Soon I recognize another small boat way out there, as it gets closer which took some time, I see a few more small boats showing up here and there, it takes awhile but we all get close enough to each other and one person has a very big rope and comes up with a great ideas that we should all attach our boats together with the rope, as time goes by we learn how much that rope binds us together, when storms come and the waves grow bigger, we ride them out together knowing the rope will always holds us together . I seen the strength in that rope now and smile, laugh and general I'm happier. When I ponder on the thought of that one person not showing up and having that amazing rope and how far we would have drifted apart, I see myself sinking and drowning in that very big lake of water.
If this makes sense to you, give me a like. Please.
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