A few years ago, I started getting the darkest of dreams night after night. On one such occasion, I found myself out in the middle of the ocean where it was extremely dark. I was not afraid because I sense I was led there by Jesus. At some point, however, Jesus disappeared, ( or I just couldn’t see Him,) and that is where the terror set in. I was sure the waves would cover my head and I would drown.

I awoke from the dream feeling a sense of foreboding. I would keep having these dark dreams, which always seemed to leave me out in the middle of the ocean. One day as I was reflecting on the dreams, and as to what they could possibly mean, the Holy spirit comforted me with the words to this poem, letting me know that the waters would not overflow, and that I should not be afraid.

It would be shortly after this encounter with the Holy Spirit, that my husband was diagnosed with  Colon Cancer, and now we were staring a big mountain right in its face.

God has led me into rough waters,

I trust Him; He will not let them overflow,

I’m never alone, He is with me,

He is with me wherever I go.

The waters are billowing,

But in this darkness I will not be afraid,

Others desperately avoid the waters

They will only come to the edge to bathe.

Burdens once heavy now seem lighter,

God has taken me over the waves

If others would dare to venture,

Jesus is waiting there to save.

The waters are high and threatening,

While I was in the rough, He did not let my heart break,

Nor did He allow me to weep.

He picked me up, He carried me over,

He told me the winning is straight ahead

Only doubters will retreat.

We made our way to the other side,

Where the gargantuan waves still flow,

In the safety of His arms the waves seem small,

Evil cannot stop me, even though He pursues and calls.


God did pick me up and carried me over the waves, for  in that particular year I lost my mother to a stroke, and my husband endured three surgeries within a year. Two of the surgeries came five days apart, with the second one being an emergency surgery, which was done on  Christmas day. I also lost my pet cat “Calypso” that year. Did I blame God? No, because in everything I still saw His abundant goodness. He sent many wonderful people along our pathway to give us the support that was needed at that very difficult time.

16 Replies to “BILLOWING WAVES”

  1. I really enjoy reading your blog and about your faith, and am glad I recently discovered it. I have nominated you for a Liebster Award, because I would like to send some more readers your way. It is voluntary participation, you are obligated in no way; I just thought you’d like to know! You can read about it on my blog post, where I’ve also posted a link to your blog. Congratulations!

    1. Thank you for stopping by. I’m also a crocheter. I think I’ll pass on the “Liebster” however, sounds too chainy. With so little time, I think I would rather spend it reading and writing blogs. Good luck with it though.

  2. “We know that all things work together for the good of those who love God: those who are called according to His purpose.”
    ‭‭Romans‬ ‭8:28‬ ‭HCSB‬‬

    1. Yes, so often we tend to blame God when things go wrong in our lives, but if we kept holding on to Him in faith, we would see His goodness shine through. Thank you for stopping by and commenting.

  3. Very nice thoughts. Years back I dreamed a lot about dirty water and my son in it. And after these dreams he always got sick (flu, cold). I was afraid and after some years I said to myself “Stop with all these worries!” Since that time my children were barely sick even when a half of the classmates needed to stay home because of flu. God is amazing and He is our strength and shelter. Blessings!

  4. Wow Leola, what a beautiful testimony to God’s care, and to your endurance and keeping the faith. So sorry for your losses. I am glad that your faith is in the one who controls all things, and he knows how much you can bear. Keep looking up to the hills, my friend.

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