Romans 5:3-5

Blue sky with gusts of easy sea breeze that moves your hair in a motion that seems to dance to the flow of silence. The feeling entices you with satisfaction and innate purpose. The need to move has ceased and you listen for a glimpse of emotion or subliminal whispers to give you guidance. Your patient but anxious. Confused yet content. Excited and scared. Suddenly you feel light, lifted, removed, free. You move your feet forward in the direction your heart is being pulled. Trusting. The water hits your feet with a sensation of wet sand between your toes. You keep moving, not looking back but not looking forward. Your concentration is present and existing. Your neck deep but your still moving forward. Your driven, motivated by a value that can only be described as faith. The clouds shift and move like gray cumulous walls. The waves rise bigger and more domineering crashing over your head. You begin to doubt. Fear grips you and you are uncertain of your ability to stay afloat. You allow fear to overwhelm your mind, crippling your sense that would free you from its grasp. The waves do not conclude, but get more ravenous. You sink, losing sight of what should be your focus. You fall beneath the surface looking up as the world seems to be pulled from your eyes. But your not alone. your not lost. Something comforts you. Breathes breath into your lungs, refocuses your direction. Giving you strength thats not of your own. Pushing you. moving you. It circumvents your understanding but your learn. You see your fear from a different view and you resurface. Changed, stronger, focused. The clouds dissipate and your perception amends. You sit under the sun thankful for the storm.