Surrendering the safety of the deck chair, she cautiously approaches the pool’s edge. His irresistible voice calls her to come closer. As the distance between them wanes, another more menacing voice whispers, “can you be so sure that He will catch, much less keep you?” For a moment, she entertains the thought of her feet leaving the ground beneath only to be met with water–no firm hands to grab her. Sweetly, a whisper interrupts the vision, “He is strong and He is good. He will not only catch you, He will keep you.” The only courage she finds is when her eyes are locked on His. Though the doubts linger, they are drowned out by His beckoning. Her toes dangle. Her knees bend.
Dallas, TX / wife to matt. mother to audrey, reid + norah. lover of God. singer of songs. writer of stuff.