This picture was taken during our Bali trip. The hubby was in a philosophical mood.
As we were strolling away from the rocks, he said to me something like this:
The waves keep coming in and crashing against those rocks.
Sometimes we are at the high point of the wave, riding it, and sometimes at its lows. But whatever it is that tries to knock us down, we can stand up again.
And God also uses these waves to smoothen our rough edges, to shape and mould us.
Me: Yup, and we are now at the low point…
Him: But things will get better. We just have to trust.
The hubby isn’t always in such a reflective mode. I’m usually the one (I think). But recent challenges in our lives have probably prompted him to dig deeper than usual.
Not that I’m masochistic, but in some ways I’m thankful for the small trials in life. They don’t knock you over, or shake you to the point of defeat. But they do shake you enough, out of your complacency or comfort zone, pushing you to grow in ways that you normally wouldn’t.
Someone recently shared this quote with me, and I thought it was pretty insightful.
“It’s in times of crisis that we see who Christ is.”