Growing Pains are Worth It

I sat beside the waters edge on a rickety old dock. I could hear the boards creek and groan with angst as they stretched and moved with the motion of the waves.

I could resonate with their pain as I reflected on this past season of my life. Growing was hard, but the more I fought it, the more painful it became. So I learned to just go with it…”ride the waves” as the saying goes.

There is always something so calming about the water to me. The way it flows and rolls when it comes in contact with moving objects or stationary ones. But yet it has the ability to look utterly still and calm like a sheet of glass. So still you’re afraid to breathe in the off chance the wind catches it and sets it into motion.

And then there’s the way the light plays with it. It dances across each ripple like a song moves from note to note, creating a melody so sweet it sets your spirit to dancing. The bright sheen of the sun radiates brightly causing my eyes to squint but not quite close in case I miss the moment of the dance.

I can’t help but be swept up in the romance as the day fades into night and the soft moonlight trickles and skips across the water like a cascade of fireflies emerging from the tall grass. All of this is a love story to my heart as the rhythmic lapping of the waves set the tempo of the Author’s narration. Steady and constant, soft and tender, each wave - each word - telling my heart just how loved I am in this moment.

This is my secret spot.

This is our meeting place.

It’s here by the water where He waits for me.

So daily I go there…daily I rest in Him.