Pebble on the Rock

  Yesterday, my toddler was fussy due to a full weekend of activities that included shopping, decorating, and her first birthday party (she turned one). We were both tired from the stimulation and adrenaline of joy. My daughter fussed for rest, and I brewed myself some iced coffee. ☕️ 

In the stream of rushing life we are the pebbles upon the rock of life…God. In the stream of tiresome turbulence, we are pebbles upon the unmovable boulder. 

As I sipped my iced energy and my toddler cried, I threw myself into the river to land upon God’s granite of strength. There, he smoothed my mind over with pools of stillness. I landed upon Him, knowing He was big enough to stop me from slipping to the beaten bottom. 

I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. - Psalms 40:1-2

Even though you will have miry and muddy days of exhaustion and aggravation (especially as parents), God will always pull you up from the creek bed. He will always place you gently upon The rock. There, you will gain clarity as you skim through the surface of the water. There, you will find peace as you crystallize in the warm sun. 

Yesterday was a murky day filled with sticky clay. Cries, fuzziness, and tiredness bubbled our stream, impairing my mind with discord. 

Although, cloudy with rustled bottom debris, me and my toddler were pulled out of the mire. At the end of the day, we found rest upon the boulder by the glistening banks. 

God will always rescue us. He will always place us upon secure smoothness. We will always skim the top of the rushing waters, looking up towards the graceful light.