Shifting Sand: Part 2

I’ve been thinking about the idea of shifting sand. What that would feel like, what would be similar, and all that. The closest I’ve felt to shifting sand is perhaps snow, or water. Both are fluid, both powerful, both needing special care and attention to traverse. 

One of the most popular ways of traversing water or snow is to ski. Anyone who has done this knows that one of the tricks to staying upright is to keep your knees soft and slightly bent.  This is so that if you hit a bump there is some give, kind of like shock absorbers on a car. If you hit that bump with locked knees you will most definitely fall down. 

Soft knees are crucial in most sports; boxing, martial arts, running, tennis, etc. They lend power, speed, and keep the athlete in an ever ready state to move. They also help the athlete to keep their balance. 

Power.

Balance.

Movement. 

Soft knees = bent knees. 

Bent knees. Perhaps the secret keeping one’s balance in the ever changing landscape of life is to have bent knees, prayerful knees. Keeping a humble stance. 

My last post ended somewhat tentative, and I guess that’s how I feel right now, tentative. Wanting to trust, wanting to know yet knowing who He is and what He can do, makes me feel that way. Kind of like knowing a good friend who’s not telling you anything but wants you to blindly trust. 

Perhaps, learning to bend our knees in every circumstance is key to keeping our stance, keeping our balance, and creating the movement that is necessary to move into what God has for us, with power, confidence and agility. And like athletes, the more it is practiced, to more trust we have in the movements of God and the Holy Spirit.

I’m not sure where the rest of the year will find us, but one thing I am sure of, I feel I have been put on notice to train my spiritual athlete. No other method will make me ready and able to face whatever is coming my way; bent knees keeping me ready to move when movement is needed.

1. My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand.

2. When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale
My anchor holds within the veil.
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand

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