When you walk through deep waters…

I don’t know about you, but when I see these six words, I either immediately shrink back from them because of the hard times they remind me of or I run away because I don’t want to think about what problems may be ahead still. I mean who does?

Most of us want to think about life and its ups and all the joy that comes with. I mean I already have enough that isn’t going right on my hands–so why put words like these in my mind to further disappoint or upset myself? But today I decided that I’d just open up and see what else was written in this passage in Isaiah, sort of in the same way that I sometimes force myself to exercise even when I don’t really feel like it.

I’m so glad I did!

Just a few verses after the “fear not” and the “when you walk through the deep waters” and the “when you walk through fire” parts, I found a part that resonated in a personal way.

“Because you are precious in my eyes, and honored, and I love you…”

Just last night Lucas and I were searching for PJs and he was doing his crazy wild hands dance. I looked at him sternly and said, “Lucas, I have to tell you something.”

He stopped the flailing and looked at me with his giant eyes. “What?”

“Just this. Tonight when we watch a movie, you have to sit with me. I need some snuggle time with you. Got it?”

The boy resumed his crazed dancing. “Because you think I’m cute, right, Mama?”

“Yes, because I think you’re cute!”

When I came across these words this morning, that the God of all creation loves us, says He is honored, and that we are precious in His sight, I realized that it’s just the same. I might not have said to Lucas all of this, but that’s what I meant. And he knew it. And by the way, he snuggled with me, arm in arm, leg over leg the whole movie.

It’s easy to hear the words I love you or see them and glaze over. I speak from experience. I almost always do this. But that’s because I’m a master emotion-from-reality separator when it comes to receiving affection or accepting an I love you. 

Today I’m thankful for my blond haired blue eyed crazy boy who unknown to him showed me a heavenly lesson. For once, I have a glimpse of what it means to be loved by God, to know he is honored by me, and to realize that I am precious in His sight.

It’s not that He wants me to cringe at the mention of how He will be with me through darkness, deep waters, difficulty, death, whatever I’ve gone through or will go through, but that he wants to stop me in my wild flailing tracks and tell me just how important I am to Him.

I just had to share.

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