In the Deep

There is so much swimming in my head right now that it's hard to focus. I say swimming instead of floating, meandering or transpiring because I feel that the gushing and movement of the water is the perfect metaphor. On the surface, the water rages with wild uncertainty. It's nature is inconsistent. Sometimes it is packed with a deadly force as it gives the appearance to flow straight forward but barely under the surface the ripe tide swirls with little rhyme or reason. But if you dive deeper and deeper still, if you hold your breath long enough, if you kick and swim further down with all your strength, you will see the change. The water is still. Life thrives with little care or worry. Then the water doesn't really seem like water anymore because you are surrounded. Completely engulfed in this new reality. Peaceful. Yes, peaceful and quiet, at first. But the longer you stay you see that it's not quiet, it's just a different noise. A new wave length. A special channel.

Suddenly, you are snapped back to the realization that you need oxygen to thrive. You burst back to the surface with the waves crashing and the chaos of daily life resumes.

There are things I must do in this life to thrive.
I feed my physical self to survive.
But I MUST feed my spiritual self to grow.
I just want to hear Him.
I just want to be connected.
I just want to stay in the deep forever.
It's safe there. It's perfect and peaceful.
But there is so much work to be done on this chaotic surface.

Let's get to it! Welcome to Monday morning.