Gary Field
DC# M05398
Century C.I.

Artwork: "Butch" Parker

The Little Wave

Once upon a time there was a little ripple upon the face of the waters... Over time, whipped by the wind - that little ripple became a wave.

It rode the face of the sea for miles... growing bigger, stronger, more defined.

One day, far off on the horizon, it saw the dark clouds of a storm forming. As the storm built in intensity, lightning flashed from its swollen clouds and the echo of rolling thunder grew into a roar -

The little wave was frightened.

And then - it heard the whisper of the wind, "Do not fear the storms of life, little wave... for when they have passed, you will be strengthened."

Sure enough, when the storm had passed and spent its fury, the wave had only grown - in size, in strength, in confidence... and in faith!

And so it rolled on, gathering strength after every storm.

On another day, it came to pass, that the wave heard a distant roar... it sounded like thunder - and yet, somehow, it was different.

Reaching skyward, it peered into the distance, and was terrified by what it saw!

Ahead, the waves were pounding upon the rocks, and being dashed into foam upon the shore.

"Oh no!" thought the wave. "How could this be? What a tragedy! Could that be my fate?"

The drops that flew from the tip of the wave could have been tears - so great was its fear.

And then it heard, once more, the whisper of the wind - which had created it.

"Fear not, little wave... for when the day comes for you to reach that distant shore, you will realize - that you are NOT just some "little wave", but a part of this vast sea!"

My dear Aunt I,

We need not fear the storms of life,
Nor what waits upon some distant shore.
According to the word of God, we KNOW -
That in Him, we are so much more.

Gen 1:2: And the Spirit of God moved upon the face of the waters.

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