Alright, I know that blogging on the beach is really geeky! But I am relaxing! I have my comfy chair, shade, family, ocean breeze… you get the picture. Anyway, the whole setting really gets me to thinking..Check this out:
We have been coming to the beach for years, it is a place we all love to be. My son Gabe is 13 and growing into a young man. I am watching him facing big waves breaking near the beach head on. Sometimes from a sitting position he watches the wave and knows just when to duck so he doesn’t get pounded into the sand. Other times, he is standing and facing the oncoming tsunami in training with confidence and dives under the breaking edge only to emerge on the other side unscathed. How did he learn to do that?
Enter my youngest son, Noah. He is an energetic 8 and also loves the beach – sort of. You see on his last outing, things didn’t go so great. He too was facing the waves, but without Gabe’s confidence or experience. When the big wave came – he wasn’t watching, his back was turned. I’m sure you have seen the result; there he went, head over watersocks, tumbling at the will of the breaking waves. His body parts taking turns being slammed against the ocean floor; soft tissues bruised, skin scratched, air knocked out of his lungs, until finally he struggles to his feet apparently having escaped the clutches of the relentless wave bent on his destruction. Almost. Just then, he is painfully reminded that he is tethered to a well-meaning, fun-focused boogie board. Said beach “friend” is continuing to be tumbled, twisted, and pummeled by the force of evil – and Noah is attached. Down he goes again, more bumps, more bruises, more scratches, until he drags up the beach feeling thoroughly defeated.
Today, he wasn’t so thrilled about the waves. The boogie board never left the sand. Noah? He had to be coaxed to even go near the water. But go he did, coaxed by Gabe, and then I saw something really beautiful. Gabe left the excitement of “Big Man” waves and came to the relatively unexciting little waves where Noah was. The training had begun. As I watched, I could imagine what was being said. “Keep facing the waves, you need to know when they are coming. Duck under now – yes, step toward it as it breaks. Timing is everything and I am right here, nothing is going to happen.”
How did Gabe learn to face the big waves? The same way Noah was learning to, by facing little ones.
1 Peter 1:3-9 says:
Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In his great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil or fade—kept in heaven for you, who through faith are shielded by God’s power until the coming of the salvation that is ready to be revealed in the last time. In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while you may have had to suffer grief in all kinds of trials. These have come so that your faith—of greater worth than gold, which perishes even though refined by fire—may be proved genuine and may result in praise, glory and honor when Jesus Christ is revealed. Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an inexpressible and glorious joy, for you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls. (NIV)
Peter says that temporarily we are going to have to suffer grief as we face trials. Like Noah, we go through faith training as we face trials. Sometimes we go for quite a tumble. Sometimes we are dragged down by a misguided friend. As we do, we gain confidence that will help us face the bigger waves of trials as they come. Practically, it is much better to train side by side with someone who has faced trials like we are facing. The result: for Gabe and Noah the waves get faced together with ever-increasing confidence. For all of us, as we face down the waves of life together, our confidence in the Lord, our faith, is proved. Our faith in God’s way of approaching life is validated.
Doing life together, we call it community. We plan for it, program for it, pray for it.
Thankfully, my kids just do it. Thanks guys!