Some days I’m torn

Struggling to keep myself above high tides

Pulling and tugging me deep into the depths

And though I never learned how to swim

The One has taught me how to move my arms,

To paddle and kick my legs

To come up for air

To cry for help

To call out to Him

Until a wave bigger than I can save myself from

Plunges me into the depths I’ve been fighting

Forcing me underneath the rush of water

Filling my lungs with salty liquid

Until I can hardly breathe

And darkness is all that I know

But… miraculously I grow fins

Scales on my arms, gills around my throat

I open my eyes and take in a fresh breath

Transformation embedded, Newness engulfing me

And The One laughs at my ignorance;

Why struggle to fight the tides that inevitably nurture you?

Bringing us back to wholeness

We have forgotten our core, our essence, our home

But luckily the waves are quick to remind us

No matter how much we struggle, how much we try to control

Letting go has the scary feeling of chaos;

Fear.

Death.

Surrender.

And then finally, bliss.