The waves in my mind have been calm for the most part, gently rocking me as I relax on my back, enjoying the warm sun kissing my skin. I hear seagulls passing by and smell salt in the air.
I am all alone, but I am glad.
I try not to think about the storm that I know will eventually come my way, but today is not the day to worry about what is not now. These storms will always come back, the depression will kick in, and I will find myself kicking to keep my head afloat from the tall waves crashing down on me, but I will stand strong and face the storms. My loved ones are my boat, and the Lord is my life jacket because He alone can handle the harsh, relentless waves. He is not bothered by turbulence or storms. He is my stability.
I am not afraid.
So, today, I will be. I will silence the voice in my head whispering, “The storms will be back, you know,” and enjoy the here and now as I float in my sea of happiness.
Image from: Facing the storm by Nadra Khan