The Dead Sea and Me

LatestDoodlelittleAllow me to introduce you to Miss Doodle.

My intention last week was to offer a post about this new graphic I’ll be incorporating into the refreshing of this site.

Instead I found myself identifying with her.

A variety of circumstances came together to put me right up on that tightrope.

I struggled to keep up with my schedule. I missed deadlines. I took on a load of guilt.

Before long I was rushing around trying to make headway and falling further behind. I worked harder, trying to bring my life back into balance . . . you know what I mean?

By Friday I was desperate. I pleaded with the Lord for help. He responded with the memory of my experience at the Dead Sea. The hotel where we stayed filled their pool with the Dead Sea water which meant I didn’t have to brave the cold outside. The temperature was inviting so I walked right in and got wet. It was wonderful. Well, except that the buoyancy thing took over.

I tried to swim, but I had difficulty making headway the way I normally would.  And if I wasn’t careful, a splash would send droplets of the hyper-salty water into my eyes and sting like crazy. It was definitely a situation to avoid.

Dead Sea waterAnd so I floated.

That’s how I learned that the best way . . . the very best way to enjoy the world famous, healing Dead Sea water is to simply rest and allow it to support me in its comforting embrace.

The water provided the balance I needed without any effort from me.

Matthew 11:28 says “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” The verse continues with an illustration about a yoke. I think my Dead Sea experience might be a vivid one to insert at this point.

Whenever I’m feeling weary and burdened,  unable to make headway and actually causing myself pain with my efforts, all I need to do is go to the Lord.

I’m learning that the best way . . . the very best way to enjoy the divine, healing presence of the my Father is to simply rest and allow Him to support me in His comforting embrace. He’ll provide the balance I need without any effort from me. Hallelujah!

Come on in. The water’s fine.

May God grant each of us a living example of His great love and comforting presence.

with joy in the journey,
Sandra

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