When life is overwhelming, it’s all too easy to get caught up in the mess. It’s easy to see the obstacles and think only of this world’s reality rather than the all-powerful, omnipresent Father who is always willing to be there and help us overcome the insurmountable. One of the most poignant pieces of the story Ruth tells in this post is the innocence and purity of this little girl’s trust. A lot of times we don’t actually grab hold of our Father’s hand because we’re holding on to bitterness and anger instead. Maybe we don’t acknowledge it, but there are things that have happened in our lives that we hold against God. As a result, we stand there “stuck”, looking back and forth between the waves and God in indecision. Draw closer to God and remove that distance today; take a step forward and God will meet you where you are and together you’ll conquer every obstacle.
She’s seven years old, eight at the most. Fluffy clouds of freckles cover her pale nose and sun-kissed cheeks, peering out from underneath globs of stark white sunscreen. Her thin legs scurry across the sand trying in vain to keep up with her older brother, now diving to catch a football thrown by his dad. The ball lands in the sand as the 10-year-old crashes behind it in a commotion of sand and wind. His father, a handsome and athletic 40-something dressed in a gray t-shirt and swim shorts, echoes without hesitation, “Close! Nice try, son.”
There I sat, a mere 50 yards away underneath a straw cabana, pretending to read as I eavesdropped on this touching family moment from behind my oversized, Jackie Onassis sunglasses. Try as I might, I couldn’t peel my eyes away. The football went back and forth, back and forth. While the men played, the…
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