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| Daddy, Daughter & A Beautiful Day |
Over the July 4th weekend this year, I was visited by my family. We had the best time and spent a couple of afternoons at the beach. It was perfect beach weather and having three adults to look after six kids under the age of ten was nearly ideal. The waves weren't too overwhelming and the rip currents weren't too strong, but three sets of eyes stayed vigilant nonetheless.
On Sunday at Canaveral Seashore, the waves were at an odd angle. Rather than coming straight onshore, the pulled to the north. Not a problem necessarily, except that it caused you to drift north - away from the adults, a little farther from earshot, a little farther than a rescuing hand could get to quickly. We were constantly calling the kids back closer to us for their own safety and for our peace of mind.
How easily we tend to drift in life and spirituality. We get caught up in the waves crashing over us and before we know it we are soundly out of earshot of God - not beyond His care or reach, but beyond our own grasp. I wondered if this was how David found himself in the self-created soap opera of his moral failure with Bathsheba. (The story is found in 2 Samuel 11.)
In this series, we'll discuss two important questions to check ourselves - to measure the drift, and prayerfully to either get back to or to remain near the hand of the One who rescues us from our self-destructive ways. For now precious reader, take a few minutes to read the passage and we'll dive into it in our next post.
Keeping Bathsheba Out of Your Bed Part 1
Keeping Bathsheba Out of Your Bed Part 2