Waves of Mercy

This week we've stayed at a campground by the beach. Several mornings we've gotten up early to watch the sun rise over the ocean.

The immensity of the ocean as it stretches to what looks like infinity makes me consider God's boundless love for each of us.  His love--to redirect the words of a popular song of the 60s--is deeper than the deepest ocean; wider than sky.

One of devotions I read this week said,  "The ebb and flow of the waves is an echo of God's voice calling me back to him."  Many times I've failed to follow God as fully as I could.  

I've let the weeds of my stubbornness and destructive feelings separate me from God's love.   But just like the gentle pull of the waves, God draws me back to Him.  Lamentations 3:22-23 reminds me--

Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, 

for his compassions never fail.

They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

His mercy is like the waves that return again and again to the shore, offering me the chance to trust Him anew each day. 

His love breaks through the clouds to shine into my hardened heart.   Every morning is a new opportunity to follow Him.  

Great is your faithfulness, O Lord!