Monday, January 23, 2006

The Storm

It's hard to remember when the waves weren't crashing around me. I know it hasn't been that long ago, but it seems like forever.

I was out on the water. It was warm and the slight breeze kept it from getting too hot. That was when every day seemed almost perfect. The clear, blue water. The slight taste of salt in the air. The feel of the sun on my face. The beautiful bright blue sky. A slight ripple would come along every now and then and rock the boat gently from side to side, but it didn't really disrupt anything. I'd jump off the boat and immerse myself in the water. I would glide along. The water was so calm and serene. Every so often the sun would go behind a cloud only to emerge again a little later.

Then one day, it all changed. Suddenly the sky turned a sickly shade of gray and rain began to pelt my face. The thunder rolled and the waves started to crash and spill into the boat. One minute it was calm and the next minute I felt as if the boat was about to capsize.

I never saw it coming.

The storm has thrown me out of the boat a few times. I always thought I was a strong swimmer, but now I struggle just to stay afloat. I strain my neck and stick my chin out trying to keep my head above water. Still, I have gone under a few times. Yet, I always claw my way up to the top and somehow manage to drag myself back into the boat, exhausted, broken, and crying.

I've learned how to go on with life in the midst of the storm. The waves continue to crash around me and I've become accustomed to the rocking of the boat. I've learned to keep my head up and brace myself against the wind and the rain. I'm not getting knocked out of the boat as much anymore.

Still, I dream of the day when the storm will stop raging and the sun will come out in all its splendor. I know in my heart that day will come. There will be a day when the storm will be obliterated and there will be nothing but blue skies and calm waters.

5 comments:

Keith said...

Beautiful post, Penny. Hang in there, things will get better soon.

prayergal said...

Hang in there, your boat will never sink as long as you are anchored with God and I know you are. We are all sailing in boats that sometimes that rock and we feel threatened.
Psalm 71:5
"Oh LORD, You alone are my hope; I've trusted you since childhood."
Your faith will sustain you.
Love,
Aunt Linda

christy214 said...

Penny,
Thank your Aunt Linda for a great encouragement scripture....
I won't say it'll be smooth sailing, but storms never last forever...Things do get better!
Christine

Anonymous said...

That captures my feelings entirely - My son, now 4 1/2, has had d. since Feb 04. I can't remember what it feels like not to worry.
People say it will get better, and there are some good days - a lot actually, but the worry never really leaves.
I like your blog - thanks.
M.

Sandra Miller said...

Beautiful post, Penny.

It's comforting to know that we're not alone in this storm-- that there are others who, like us, struggle to stay afloat.

And we do indeed have the power to help each other make it through.