"You call me out upon the waters.
The great unknown.
Where feet may fail
And there I find you in the mystery
In oceans deep.
My faith will stand.”
Yesterday, I ran past a small lake that was completely frozen over and saw a few people walking across. Since then, these lyrics have been stuck in my head.
In any normal circumstance, stepping on that lake would be completely unreasonable.
- The water is dirty
- The banks are muddy
- We live in Seattle where it rains 300 days out of the year, so you’re probably soaked up to your waist to begin with.
The same goes with life, right? When God calls you it often doesn’t seem rational to blindly follow in faith.
- Because I see the water that can contaminate what I’ve been trying so hard to keep clean.
- I see the unstable banks I have to trade the ground I am rooted in for.
- I see the way things normally are. Nothing more, nothing less.
Yet, today I am oddly encouraged by my limited perspective, because it is from here I realize the Lord doesn’t call me to places where I lose my security.
He calls me into a place where my security is no longer dictated by my surroundings, circumstances, or my fickle emotions. He calls me into a place where my security is defined by Him. A place where His love and faithfulness upholds me in spaces I would have never reached on my own two feet.