Deeper

Have you ever noticed the bugs we have on freshwater ponds and lakes in Rhode Island called water striders? These insects spend their days skimming the surface of the water. I know people like that. They spend their days skating across the surface of life. They enjoy chitchat. They sample God and dabble in matters of faith.

I’m not like that. I like deep water, like giant squid, sponges, sharks and whales, I like to plunge far beneath the surface and explore the great ocean depths of faith. I like deep conversations. I like to plummet from the mountain top of belief to the bottomless valley knowing that Jesus has me secured tighter than a bungi cord. Spelunking through spiritual catacombs, I discover hidden treasure in which my soul finds endless reward.

Too often I settle for a surface experience of God but He is as fathomless as the deep sea, deep space, deep pockets, deep thoughts, deep needs, deep hearts, deeper still. Do you long, like me, to drink deeply of the adventure Jesus offers this side of the veil? Deeper, deeper, let us go with God, into truth, into the light, into the exploration of that in which we live and move and have our being.

7Deep calls to deep at the sound of Your waterfalls; All Your breakers and Your waves have rolled over me. Psalm 42:7 (NASB)