Rolling With the Tide
Rolling with the tide... While admiring the waves on the white sandy beaches this summer I couldn't help but compare my own waves with those in the ocean. I've had some pretty big waves in my life, waves any surfer would covet, but I'm not a surfer. If I was, my outlook would change; I'd be riding the waves rather than drowning in them. I love to watch the waves and listen to the clashing and crashing of the water hitting the shore, but my perspective drastically changes when those waves knock me down and leave me gasping for air. When life's waves knock me down I come up panicked and flailing, instead of practicing to ride the surf. I need to learn to watch the tide and roll with it, not drown in it. From ashore, the waves look huge and overwhelming, nearly paralyzing, I can feel the movement of even the smallest wave. The sand shifts as the water creeps up the shore. I got to see these same waves from a different perspective this summer. I watched the wa...