Thursday, August 20, 2009

The Calm

It was in the eye of the storm that the calm began. The sound of the waves came to a halt, the boat was rocking ever so slightly, it eventually became still and silent. All I could hear was my breathing. All I could feel was my heart beating.

Peace washed over me. I didn't understand the peace. The quiet. The stillness. I didn't want to move, the boat might rock. I tried not to breathe or the silence would be broken. Although I did not understand I wasn't ready for it to end.

The silence seemed eerie. I hated the silence yet I longed for it.

I felt safe. But then I became nervous as I felt a slight breeze. The calm would soon be over I thought. I wasn't ready for it to end.

It wasn't a breeze that I felt. It was him. I could feel him. I was enveloped in his presence and felt the warmth of his love. I knew it was him.

I couldn't move, but I kept trying. When I couldn't move I tried to speak. No words came out. What could I say anyway. Words could not describe how I felt about him.

He couldn't see me like this I thought. I was speechless. How could I not talk to him after everything he had done for me. Why couldn't I speak?

He was saying something and yet I didn't understand him. What was he saying? Over and over he repeated the same phrase. I wanted to ask him, but still I could not speak.

I didn't understand and my heart was racing, my breathing increased it was all becoming so loud. All I thought was if I could just calm down I could hear what he was saying.

I was screaming inside and longed to hear. I wanted to know. And then when I thought I would never hear what he had to say. I thought he was slipping away.

I felt his hand on my shoulder and was instantly comforted by his touch. I turned to see him but I couldn't and then I heard what he said in just a whisper and only then did I understand.

The chill came across my back and the breeze across my face. I knew I was in the eye of the storm and I knew soon the other side would come. The rocking and the waves and the noise and the strong winds. But I knew I was safe. My boat was sturdy, it could survive any storm that was headed my way because I was surrounded by love bigger than the ocean its self.

The love I did not deserve was there.

I woke up to find it was all a dream. I woke up with tears slowly rolling down my face, I tasted the salt from them and I smiled, they reminded me of the ocean. Which reminded me of his love.

He told me in that whisper....

My love is deep
My love is wide.
My love is long
My love is high

Be still and know that I am there.
Be still and you will hear.

I will never leave you. I will always be here.

1 comment:

Mark Keene said...

All I can say to that is, WOW. Kaye that is amazing writing. I am so very impressed. I absolutely feel a book is in your future..
Just WOW.