At the Edge of the Sea
Jan 6, 2022
At the edge of peace
am I willing to surrender my precious bitterness
at the brink of faith
am I ready to be cleansed by the holy water
on the precipice of hope
am I ready to let go and fall into the arms of my savior
I step forward and feel myself falling
and then untamed waves pull me under
like the wind of the Spirit
hurls thistles from a drought cursed plain
all that held me down is sinking
even as I am rising to the surface of the sea
tranquility washes over me
like the gentle warmth of the sun
and I know that this haven is where I need to be
