Like So Much Sand
I dream cast on the shore of wishes.
Wading through a tidal pool
Focused on the grains of memory,
like so much sand.
Kicked up by winds of change,
landing on the lids of my eyes.
Causing them to tear and
cleanse my face.
A window of my soul revealed
with grit removed.
Far from land’s end,I am carried.
Swells of vision move me,
I journey on a new current.
Far from drifting away
No, much closer to the harbor of His heart.
Jay Cookingham © January 2003
You may be in the middle a battle that seems as large as the Sahara and you right in the middle of it. I don’t know how big the Sahara is but I know that in the middle of it…there’s sand…lots of it. I love walking on the beach but it’s hard to walk on sand…it tires you out and if the sun is really hot that day (Yes I know the sun is always hot) the sand gets smoking hot and it can burn your feet.
That may be how your walk is today…but I have good news….and it’s found in this Scripture.
“Jehovah your God who goes before you shall fight for you, according to all that He did for you in Egypt before your eyes, 31 and in the wilderness where you have seen how Jehovah your God carried you, as a man carries his son, in all the way that you went until you came into this place.” Deuteronomy 1: 30-31
Do you realize just how valuable you are to Him?