below the waves

what if I let go

dropped the reins

took my hands off the wheel

stopped fighting to row or swim against the current

and allowed God to take me downstream?

what if?

could I catch my breath

ease into the flow, relax into His hand?

how much energy am I wasting

trying to keep my head above the water?

while Jesus whispers, again and again

come with me, deeper

even below the waves

I'm here to hold you

and keep you safe

and just when you think

there is no air

breathe in Me

I have been writing here

through a scattering of thunderstorms

blowing in and out, shifting light and dark

and then a rainbow, as if He is saying

remember My promises

all of them

breathing in the whitespace with Bonnie