Running Through Parted Waves



 Today, during alter call they were singing a song by Chairty Gayle, called " I Believe". I am a huge fan of her music, but for some reason, I didn't hear this song until we learned it in choir practice.  There was a very deep sweet presence of the Lord today and we lingered for a long time praying in His presence. I had my eyes closed and as they sang this song, I could see the words alive in my mind. These in particular stood out to me. 

I believe You are who You say You are. You do what You say You'll do (You'll come through) You'll come through, You are always able. I believe (yes) You've already made a way (so I'm running) (Yeah) so I'm running through parted waves (straight to You).Straight to You, You are always faithful.

He is and has always been faithful. My whole life, He has been faithful. It was the running through parted waves that struck a chord in me. I have grown up around the ocean and have been near an ocean my entire life. The magnificence of such a statement moved me to tears. Running through parted waves straight to Jesus. Have you ever sat on the beach and watched the waves roll in? Have you closed your eyes and listened to the roar that it makes?  Running through parted waves means, God making a path through something that is constantly in motion, it's loud and very strong.  He does that.  He parts the waves in the middle of all that is going on and makes a path where you can run straight to Him.  What a loving friend He is. What a savior. What a healer. What a redeemer.  I had a sleeping baby in my arms (I love that by the way, holding the church babies) and I just let the tears stream down my face. I ran to my Jesus in my mind through the parted waves.  He caught me up and carried me. That's who Jesus is to me. He is my everything.  I trust Him. I believe He is exactly who He says He is. I know Him to be my everything. God is good.

I encourage you to watch/listen to the song and let it minister to you. 

Charity Gayle - I Believe (Live) (youtube.com)

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