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.