The thunder of the sea lies just beyond the umbrella trees beckoning me to slow down and listen. Breathe deeply. Hear a different rhythm, one that soothes my soul.
Meandering through the pebble-strewn shore, we make our way to the water’s edge. The chocolate sand looks rich as fertile soil. The whipped-up water mixes the sand, resembling a mug of hot chocolate…I can almost smell it now.
Slow-down and listen deeply. Savor the goodness of God. Rest in his protection. Marvel at his beauty, his blessings. Embrace his penetrating warmth. Worship Jesus our creator; every inch of my body, worship him, the love of my life.
Hearing the squeals of delight rising above the deep roar of the sea, the children – tender, precious, full of joy and wonder – laugh wholeheartedly. The whipped foam of the crashing wave tosses them off balance, yet brings delight and challenge. Can they stand against the wave? Protected by a cove and a leeward island, the strength of the Pacific is mollified. Consequently, the tide is gentle enough, yet still powerful. The opposition piques their enjoyment.
As my walk with God lengthens, I see the necessity of opposition. I don’t like it, but it causes me to fight against complacency and reach out with a new found vehemence toward God – a principle reflected throughout history.
As the early church suffered periods of intense persecution at the edict of Roman emperors, instead of squelching faith, quite the opposite occurred: faith sharpened. Through witnessing the martyrdom of believers, records show some pagans converted to Christianity. The fortitude, courage, and peace exhibited by the 2nd and 3rd century Christians could only be supernatural. (Also, just read Acts to see how the church flourished under adversity). Something amazingly desirous about a faith like that!
When adversity is removed, the church loses its zeal. Just look at what happened to the church after Emperor Constantine in the 4th century converted to Christianity – commitment declined. Church historian Bruce Shelley notes, “Stalwart believers whom [the previous Emperor] Diocletian killed were replaced by a mixed multitude of half-converted pagans” who killed to secure power seats within the church.
It is obvious to see that faith became perfected through adversity. As I reach out of myself and toward the One who is the author and perfecter of my faith, this unexplainable abounding joy is achieved (Heb. 12:2). Now, I’m not pursuing conflict (or martyrdom), but I am pursuing that kind of faith, adversity and all, because it’s that good…Lead on, Father!
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