Early in the story, I introduced the idea of seeing a reflection and having the illogical inner assurance you could either walk on it, or dive into its depth, and enter another world. This was how I thought as a 10-12year old.
Across the road
from my childhood country home was the ‘school domain’ – a large paddock with tennis courts near the road, and in the furthest corner, a dip down a hill to a tree surrounded pond. This pond was where I began writing on trees myself.
a tiny bible tucked in my pocket and a red or black pen, I would often go alone to write favorite verses on the smooth branches overhanging the water. Other times I would rip out special pages from the bible and roll them into dry holes in a trunk, or under
stones. I wanted to remember what I was reading, and have access to it when I felt alone. This experience must have normalized me from confusing sexual abuse that I was a part of.
A particular overhanging tree was my favorite. From its long leaning
branch I could look well out into the small pond to ‘ponder’ over the reflection. It truly did look at times as though I could walk out onto its surface and make it to the other side.
My mind would play with my young imagination to assure
me that diving in head first would have me soaring through blues, and white clouded space, endlessly and unhindered. It was my happy place, I guess.
I have only just realized how much God had me in His hands back then. With so much that could have turned
a child to lifelong struggles, His claim on me and my resulting childlike adoration of Him became His making of me. My God has helped me to walk on water! He has let me experience moments of soaring through skies of endless insight. The barrier of our
human logic was overcome by the death of Jesus, and the gifting of His Holy Spirit. Can you imagine???
Can you believe what story we have been brought into? What an end of story offer has been contracted and signed from His part and put before us?
The barrier has been broken to our understanding – if we trust enough to step through it. Go deeper in readers and marinate in God’s mysteries. Ask Him to have your faith rise so high within you that every purpose He might need could be filled
by you. Because we are only as useful to Him as our faith will let us be.
What it must have taken for Abraham to offer Isaac…!!!! I want to KNOW my God as much.
My faith as a child saw me get my foot wet.
Faith MUST be based on
knowledge. Knowledge MUST continue to grow or faith will be useless and detrimental. Get to the seat of perspective that God wrote our story from, and from there our eyes will be opened.
Get to know your author and what your characters description should
be and how much you are to change over the course of the book. Be sure to know what genre God has you worded into so we do not act like the 'fairy princess' out of place in the 'supermarket' - of words.
Enjoy the thrill of testing His mysteries to see
if He really can help you walk on water. It is an amazing feeling I tell you. Fix your life on Him and He will not let you fall if you live it from His viewpoint!
We are all so blessed, yet we barely acknowledge it, I think. God help me KNOW