The frivolities of youth lead a man’s heart away, carrying him off into places unknown, where wild behavior is called “adventurous” and experimentation is seen as a right of passage; for it is thought by many that this is how the younger sect goes about discovering themselves. Then once, after having gotten these immature antics out of their system, they will fall into line, figure out their future and settle down by becoming part of the responsible crowd. Unfortunately, what has not been factored in, regarding this time of excess living, are the wounds that form and the injuries borne because of all the riotous behavior (which is not only expected but has been accepted as part of a young adults life).
Trust
For those I am about to launch into ministry:
A catapult slings an object forward with a certain point of landing devised ahead of time, with its logistical positioning predetermined so the object being propelled will have the greatest impact upon the enemy’s encampments, obliterating many of the weapons he uses to deploy his tactics.
True contentment is not found in your surroundings or the things you own. It is found in Me, in who I am, by the one who seeks to dwell in the sanctuary of My presence; whose eyes are fixed above the temporal things of this life. For now, their sights are focused upon the place where I dwell, as if entering a safe harbor with quiet waters and tranquil seas; guided into port by the soft whisper of My voice (which always points to the perfect place of entry as the corridor for discovering inner peace) where the cares of this world can be abandoned, left behind in the rough seas of struggle, cast aside as if thrown out into the waves.
Where does fear go to die, or does fear just continue to exist?
Can fear be eliminated completely from a life, or is fear waiting in the wings, hanging off to the side, looking for another opportunity to be let back in, biding it’s time for a twist of fate to create a way of regaining some strength?
Where the river is at its deepest, that is the point of crossing, the place you will step in. For in this area of ground is where your path continues. Not around or over, but right through the middle. Though the trail is covered, and you cannot see to get a sure footing, the solid ground still lies just beneath; but with the first step of faith, the waters will begin to subside. This continuing process of trust will see you safely through to the other side, without any harm coming to you or those you hold dearest.