God has been using so many parallels in my daily life to teach me about himself and challenge my personal desire for control in the process. The latest happened today, on the boat, attempting to outrun a giant thunderstorm.
There was one key reason I didn’t feel the least bit scared on the boat today: my dad was driving. Thinking back over my life, I don’t know if there has ever been a time where I have truly been scared on a boat while he is behind the wheel.
Poppa has spent his entire life around boats. His dad spent his life around boats. He can sail. He can navigate. He can dock in the toughest of conditions. I feel at peace with him because I know he is capable.
And here’s where it always gets good to me (because God is being so good to me): If this is true of my dad, how much truer is it of God? If I trust a man who can chart the waters, how much more do I trust the Creator of those waters?
My dad cannot prevent thunderstorms storms, but he takes me through them to safety. God offers the same. In sunshine and storms, He is at the helm.