We grew up on the gulf coast of Texas and went to the beach a LOT. To me as a 4 or 5 year old kid, those gulf coast waves were HUGE. It was considered the most courageous act of all to go out “past the breakers”. That meant wading out beyond the little whitewater, ankle deep, past the first sandbar and swells, and into the deep water of “gigantic” waves.

I was never courageous enough to do it alone, and in reality, the water was probably over my head – so it wouldn’t have been a good idea. So, when it was time to “go past the breakers”, my Daddy would sweep me up in his arms so that my ankles and feet were just dangling into the water.

With complete confidence, I could now go through those waves, knowing that I was safe in my Daddy’s arms – high above the deep and rough water. I could even laugh and enjoy what would otherwise have been totally frightening without him carrying me!

I’ve thought about that experience many, many times throughout life. Daddy (my earthly Daddy) was a great example to me of my Heavenly Daddy.

Life is never easy and there are plenty of times I’ve had to go out into the breakers of life on my own. But, I was never alone – because my Heavenly Daddy is always faithful to sweep me up and carry me through. And if I relax and trust His grip, I can laugh and look around at the turbulence. As long as I stay put in His embrace and don’t try to squirm out of his strong arms, I know that I’ll be safe and sec