By Cyndi
As I walked out the path to check the surf, everyone I passed said the same thing: What a difference a day makes.
Yesterday was awesome! There were clean waves from a swell, clear green water, only a slight wind, and I had so much fun surfing! Today the wind is howling from a Nor’easter, the waves are chopped up into whitecaps, and it doesn’t look like fun at all. The drift alone frightened me just to look at it.
But that’s how life is sometimes. No matter how much we check the swell predictions, look at the tides, and review the Windy app, it can all change overnight. A couple of months ago life was going on as normal when all of a sudden a pandemic hits us, schools close, and we are asked to stay at home to work.
What a difference a day makes.
Many have lost jobs and money, classes are only being taught online, and children are being birthed in hospitals without a family around them. Treatments stopped, weddings were canceled — things changed. Funny (not funny), now it’s actually the bank tellers that are wearing the masks, not robbers! So what is our part? How are we supposed to be responding to all of this?
God tells us in Ecclesiastes 3:1 that there’s a season for everything. This whole chapter is an interesting read particularly for this season we’re in now, especially dwelling on verse 11: “He has made everything beautiful in His time.” Just wait.
Things change. It’s part of life. We move forward.
Moving forward is the goal. Growing, developing, maturing in God’s love. As much as I’d love to go back to being a 12-year-old and begin learning to surf at that age instead of someone in their 50s trying to, I can’t. Life moves on. We can’t go back; don’t regress — pro-gress!
Prov. 3:5 reminds us not lean to our own understanding but to trust in the Lord, and to trust with all our might. In other words, we’re not going to figure this out, so just ride the wave and trust in our Father’s love.
What a difference a day makes.
Keep moving forward, my friend. Take time to mourn, to grieve, to laugh, to play. We don’t know what our next day is going to look like or where we’ll be, but we do know that God has promised to take care of us (Luke 12: 24-32).
There is a season for everything. Trust Him, fellow sheep. It is His good pleasure to give us the kingdom. It’s our choice what to do with it. Life can change fast. Breathe deeply. Take it day by day. And who knows? Maybe they’ll be better waves tomorrow.