I made a decision to turn my will and life over to God’s care.
As I reflect on my 3rd step, I picture myself in a little boat with a small outboard motor. My hand tightly holds the tiller of the motor. I am heading towards the sights and sounds of people having fun. Music and laughter. The water between me and there is dark, smelly, with lots of floating junk to avoid. I can see shark fins circling, an alligator and water moccasins in the water nearby. Danger is all around. I just have to get there.
But maybe I should turn back to the dock and tie up and give up.
Or maybe I should drop the anchor and just wait for…what?
Does anyone even know I am here? Does anyone care?
Halfway across the open water the motor coughs and dies. I’m out of gas. No oars. Cellphone has no bars. Battery in my smart watch is dead. I’m out of options. Then the current changes and the tide moves out pulling me out into the vast unknown water. The sky darkens, I can hear thunder and see lightning. Big storm on the way. I need help, but where and how?
I can’t rescue myself.
Then I see Jesus walking on the water towards me. “Would you like me to help you?”
Yes, Jesus yes please! He gets in the boat, and I move to the bow, and he touches the motor, and it starts and runs. He heads in a new direction. I am safe.
Matthew 11:28 teaches me: Come unto me all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
I need to keep my hand off the tiller of the motor (my will, my way, and my control) in my Life-boat and let Him be in charge to take care of me. Then I can rest.
Lord, I am so very grateful. Thank you!
