Be Faithful

In an earlier blog-post before my trip to the sea, I wrote about my current environment and its challenges. Perhaps part of me hoped that God would provide a great revelation during my ocean journey on how to get out of it. Foolish, perhaps? God has used my beach voyages to speak powerful words to my heart in the past -so why not again?

It's funny...this time, I haven't been really moved to think anything at all about my situation, except the tenacious words of  "being faithful" right before I had left for vacation and during the first part of it. It's as if God were quietly repeating, "Daughter, we've already talked about this. Why are you still pressing? Why are you still fighting? I have simply called you to be faithful."

Of course, my fighter's soul doesn't accept that. It continually asks "why;" begs "show me;" seeks answers I can create, mere shallow copies easily washed off by the waves of time and the wills of man.

From the beach that I like to walk through every morning, I can spot the old castle that sits on the edge of a cliff. I can just imagine the dukes and ladies of old parading across the lawn and watching for any pirates on the horizon. God's vision is like that castle up on a hill, designed to last beyond the winds and seasons and tides. I just need to accept my part of His plan here and now -and not tomorrow. Oh my little castles... I can try to build them as much as I want; but when will I swallow my pride and humbly accept that my shaky castles on sand are but cheap, faulty replicates of His greatness and design?

I must pursue Him, His vision...with sincerity, boldness, and singleness of heart. It doesn't matter the season -it's a lifetime dedication. I must be faithful.