Spray

He loves the water, that is all there is to it. I love that he loves the water.  It is a place to relax, enjoy and it seems to command our attention toward our creator. This love for H2O is naturally a joy for our children too.
I always watch the spray from each pass he takes, for some reason each one is a different wall of water that relfects each turn. I can always tell when he may be slightly disappointed in a turn- less spray! Tonight I could not help but think of the corners I take in life and my spray, but not literally on the water, my everyday movements that others see and are affected by. Is God really driving my boat and am I allowing Him to really teach my how to take the corners. So often I am disappointed by 'my spray wall'. I am not leaving the trail of water the excites and inspires for His glory.
When I fall and hit the water (now this is literal!) I fall hard, the water is always up my nose and the bathing suit is somewhere and I feel as though I never want to ski again. But along comes my enourager and lovingly leads me toward the boat with calm instruction. Somehow I get back up again and ski on home. I am so thankful for my dear husband that guides and leads and enables me to get up and make that corner (with little spray ever!) but I do it how I was created and he helps me do what I am called to do.   Ski on my love and thanks for always picking me up out of the waters that we pass through
xoxo