So You Might Pass Safely Here

As my husband and I walk out onto the frozen lake, it occurs to me how we’re walking on water. I marvel at the strange beauty of it and how just recently the lake existed in a totally different form.

It’s bitter cold as the wind whips our faces. It’s a stark and darkening landscape–empty and lonely. Who would choose this?

Yet these conditions create our safe passage here. We cannot walk on flowing water, but we can walk on the ice.

I remember that when God brings a different kind of weather of the soul, a different kind of landscape around me, or different condition of any sort, they perhaps form a kind of safe passage. We’re going somewhere. He’s taking us there. But to get there, conditions must change. Our sure footing depends upon this. I trust Him more and more on the journey.

 

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