Wednesday, 16 September 2015

The Day the Wave was Too Big for Me! - A Dose of Encouragement 90


You have probably often seen me write that I am from Northern Ireland and if you don't know too much about our lovely "wee" country then here is one great fact:

Northern Ireland has some really great sandy beaches

it's just unfortunate that we do not have the really great sunny weather to go with them.


However when you are very young you don't think so much about the weather you just get excited when you are going to the beach.

I have various memories about playing in the sand but one of my strongest memories was when I was quite young.


Dad was watching me,
         but I didn't know he was watching me.

I wasn't looking to see if he was watching me.

I wasn't even thinking about him at all.


That was when it happened.

Other times I had filled my bucket with no problem at all.
Running up and down the beach from mum and dad to the water's edge trying to get enough water to fill up a hole or a moat that dad and I had dug round a little sandcastle.

But this time it just caught me off guard.

The wave was probably not much bigger than the one before but it seemed so much bigger to me as it knocked me over and water filled my eyes and mouth.  I was terrified and so shocked I couldn't even try to get up and I think I screamed but I'm not sure.

I have never liked water over my face and still don't let a shower pour over my face or put my face in the water when I swim.  Maybe it is a result of that day or maybe I was always like that but certainly that day the water covering my face scared me.

It was not long before my dad grabbed me and lifted me out of the water and carried me up the beach to my mum, although to me it seemed like ages. 


Approximately a year before the wave

I don't remember much more about that day except for the time when I kept pulling away from my mum as she tried to brush my hair after I had been bathed and I didn't want her to do it because of all the tats in my hair.

Having since had a daughter with long hair I know the times when it was a joy to brush it and other times when it was an ordeal to brush it so I can understand that it was not pleasant for me or my mum that evening going through the entanglement of my hair.

The solution my mother decided was to whisk me off to the hairdresser the next day and get it cut


Some months after the wave

That day at the beach I had no cares just the determination of wanting to get enough water in my bucket each time I ran to the sea.  So engrossed in my plan I didn't think about the wave let alone notice it coming towards me.

But my dad did.

My dad saw me run down to the sea.

My dad saw the wave.

My dad saw me get knocked over and came running straight away to rescue me.

My dad was watching out for me, keeping an eye on all that I was doing and where I was going.
He knew exactly what was happening around me while I played happily on the beach, oblivious to everything else.



Probably I didn't even realise that my dad was always doing his job of protecting me, that my parents were always thinking of my well-being; because as a child we just take for granted that we are the centre of the world.

I am thankful that God is my Father and He is even better at watching over me than my dad could ever be.

He sees the waves that come at me.

God sees me wherever I go, whether happily or unhappily.

God sees the waves that come at me before I feel them hit me.

God sees how they affect me and He is immediately there to take care of me.

God is watching out for me, keeping His eye on all that I do and everywhere I go whether physically or in my thoughts or spiritually.


God knows everything that is going on around me when I do not see any of it at all.


And

God sees you wherever you go whether happily or unhappily.

God sees the waves that come at you before you feel them hit you.

God sees how they affect you and He is immediately there to take care of you.

God is watching out for you, keeping His eye on all that you do and everywhere you go whether physically or in your thoughts or spiritually.

     God does all this
          even when you are not thinking about Him
               even when you are not talking to Him about the situation
                    even when you are not aware of what is going on around you.


God knows everything that is going on around you when you do not see any of it at all.


We do have to play our part but it is a simple part to play


All we have to do is trust Him


All we have to do is trust Him.


When my dad grabbed me out of the wave - I trusted him because he was my dad.


So let God be your Father and trust Him





23 comments:

  1. I enjoyed reading your story, Sandra, as I had the same experiences when I was around 2 years old. I can distinctly remember the little green baiting suit I was wearing and the empty beer can tossing in the wave that I tried to grab as I came up from under the water. It didn't take long for my dad to grab me and hold me tight. And yes, I've recalled that often when the waves of life have rolled over me as an adult. :-)

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  2. "God knows everything that is going on around me when I do not see any of it at all." Thank God for this. My circumstances right now don't make any sense, but I can't see the whole picture. He can.

    Thanks for the (much needed) reminder today.

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  3. Thank you for this word today, Sandra. It is God's constant whisper in my ear--Trust Me. Great metaphor of the wave and rescue. I remember so clearly a moment when my sister-in-law took my daughter into the ocean. A wave came and she was swept under--but dear SIL held her fast and pulled her out--shaken . . . but safe though overwhelmed. I will take this into my day today--feeling very overwhelmed with what 's on my plate to accomplish. And so grieved and heavy with such world shaking and disturbing headlines. God save us from the flood of evil engulfing our borders . . .
    Joy!
    Kathy

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  4. Wonderful story and analogy of God watching out for us. Thank you for sharing!

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  5. What a beautiful analogy about the relationship between our God and us... He knows, He is always watching, and with that kind of hope in Him, we can be content to trust Him when the storms come. Good thoughts, enjoyed very much this morning with my coffee :) Visiting you from Strangers & Pilgrims :)

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  6. What a sweet story with so much truth to it. Love this! Thank you and blessings! (And what cute pictures!!)

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  7. A beautiful post that hits home with trust. And what a cute little girl you were! The description at the beach makes my mouth water for a visit to Ireland. It sounds beautiful.
    You've written so simply, yet with profound impact. The picture makes trust come to life. Yes, we can trust our Father. (Cheerleading myself here!) Amen. #raralinkup

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  8. What a wonderful message! I needed to hear that this week. Thanks for sharing with #SocialButterflySunday! Hope to see you link up again this week :)

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  9. Our father God, is ready to sweep us up in His arms when the waves become too big. I loved your illustration. Thank you for sharing with us here at Tell me a Story.

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  10. I love this story, I love the beach and water..so it resonates with me! How dear your dad had his eye out for you, and can we imagine then God our father how protective He is! Love your short haircut, too! Visiting from Google+ Christian Bloggers Community!

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  11. Beautiful reminder that our God sees and watches and knows all, even before we do. He is there. Thank you for the reminder!

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  12. "...even when you aren't talking to Him about the situation." I love this, because I want to be in constant conversation with Him, but I can't, and He is in charge and knows everything I need before I even think it! This is such a great reminder for me coming up on a retreat weekend where I have to speak! How I need to be reminded of His perfect Father love as I speak to women.

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  13. Your dad is a hero. So is your Dad. :)

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  14. great story from your childhood. A true picture of our real Father! thanks for sharing!

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  15. I love this. We have no idea of the waves that come at us but God does. thanks for sharing with us!

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  16. What a lovely message! Thank you for sharing your story. And I love the sweet photos!

    Found you via Friendship Friday.

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  17. As a mom, I am always watching my children very carefully when we are near the water. Than you for the reminder that God is always watching us carefully as well. Beautiful post.

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  18. What an experience and it was wonderful that your Dad was there to see the wave! You obviously also take great comfort in your faith so thank you for sharing your story with us at #AnythingGoes.

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  19. Oh what a beautiful reminder! Thank you for sharing your story with us.
    ~Haley

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  20. I enjoyed this very much, Sandra, your pictures are so adorable. I chopped off one side of my hair when I was 5, I ended up with a haircut like the second picture because of it. I'm so thankful for a Heavenly Father who watches over me even when I dive head first into a situation without thinking. Thank you for linking up with Thankful Thursdays.

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  21. Such a great reminder, Sandra. We often forget to just let God be God and trust that He knows precisely what the best path is for us, waves and all. Blessed to be your neighbor at #threewordwednesday.

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  22. I really liked your post. Enjoyed the pictures, too, pretty cute! I can't be reminded enough that 'God sees the waves' and is looking out for my welfare through it all. Thanks!

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