I have observed seasons when the waters have been wide....and deep....and angry.  My heart felt the surge and heard the powerful force of it's turbulence.  In moments of our lives, it might seem as if there is no easy answer.  No way to peace or a crossing to land's safety.  In those times, it is easy to panic....perhaps even try to wade head on into the thrashing current.  It is also not uncommon to feel a such a strong pull toward hidden or exposed rocks that it becomes dangerous.

An interesting thing that has dawned on me as I progressively grow older is that it's not a bad practice to stand on the banks of these wild forces and contemplate before attempting to reckon with something so powerful.  A glance upward....to the Source of power itself becomes not only insightful but redeeming.  

Just when there seems to be no help.  No answer.  No opening.  No bridge....our eyes are led down stream where the foam and churning settles and the rush becomes a hush.  The swiftness turns to a slow, shallow picture of peace, and wading across is but a simple removing of our shoes! 

Lord, help me to wait.  Give me patience to pause and contemplate Your thoughts...see with Your eyes...listen to Your voice.  May I wait upon You until I hear the clear instructions to take off my shoes and walk where You would lead me.  Help me to trust in Your amazing grace - in Your infinite wisdom.  Show me where to look, and give me Your eyes to see.