The Lord used several walks along the beach to show me what I should be expecting in the up coming year. The first few days we were there, nasty foam covered the beach where the tide had been. I believe He was showing me this is what happens when we sin; it leaves an ugly residue on everything it touches. After the storm of gusty winds and heavy rain, it was washed clean. I just need to keep pressing through to get to the other side.
I noticed different textures in the sand and different colors. The darker colored sand consisted of broken shells. It hurt to walk over, but I knew it symbolized the Lord removing anything in us that is not of Him. A painful but necessary process to become more like Him.
The textured sand represented Him pressing into us…filling in all of our gaps or deficiencies with His love. The patterns were the things that rise up after He pressed in that still needs healing Our hope rests in knowing His Spirit continually washes over us to smooth us out and heal up our wounds, amen?
I know I am in a season of Him refining me. A dear friend of mine said just embrace the process. I am trusting and believing that if I continue on my journey as I had to while walking in the fog, I won’t be led astray. He will give me my next step and it will draw me closer to Him and closer to wholeness!