A prayer for when the rogue waves of life hit by Meg Booker, read by Lea Martin.

His mercy extends to those who fear him from generation to generation, Luke 150.

After a beautiful day out on the water, we headed to the island for dinner.

On the way, our great lake threw us a surprise, as it has been known to do.

Though the water was flat and calm, my daughter's niece and I were suddenly staring straight

at a big wave.

The set of three rogue waves caught all of us off guard, and the water spilled over the

bow and down through the rest of the boat.

Soaked, shocked, and a little scared, three young faces looked at me to gauge my reaction.

In situations like that, we don't always have time to compose ourselves.

The natural state of our soul bleeds right out of our facial expressions.

However, God granted me supernatural calm, enough to allow me to comfort my youngest daughter's

daughters, and return her to her seat in the front of the boat.

His mercy flows in wave after wave, on those who are in awe before him, Luke 150.

Rogue waves can change our life in an instant, no matter how prepared we think we are to face

the day ahead of us.

We can know the weather report, see out onto the horizon and feel the wind, but it won't

stop every rogue wave from splashing into our lives.

No matter how much we'd like to think we're in control, God is the only one whose hand

is on all.

The only thing we can do is seek his perspective each day, through his living word.

When we do that, he prepares our souls for what we cannot see coming our way.

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