"From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I." - Psalm 61:2
As a kid, every time I went away on a school picnic or excursion, my mother would warn me, "Don't be over-confident around water!" or, "You may be tempted to "accidentally" fall into water. Just don't!".
She knew me well. She knew I was always drawn to water. I had a deep urge to get wet and splash water about since the day I was born!
Every Summer through my childhood, we visited my maternal grandparents in Kerala. My parents would take me swimming in the river nearby almost every day of the two weeks we would spend there. And yet, although my parents, both good swimmers tried teaching me how to swim, I refused to practice, preferring to splash about and play games in the river.
Psalm 61:2, reminds me of myself. When I'm overwhelmed by circumstances that are quite often a result of my own unwillingness to learn, I feel like I'm drowning, far away from shore. I cry out, "Lead me to the rock that is higher than I" and I feel myself being lifted up and placed at a spot where I can see the way home. Oh, the number of times I've prayed this prayer!
Thank God for his ever loving, ever patient, graciousness