September 18, 2020
Finding His Float
by Amber Weigand-Buckley
Finding His Float.
By Amber Weigand-Buckley
You know what the hardest thing about floating in the healing peace, joy, and rest is? The challenge to get to the water even though it might be but a few steps away.
My head likes to tease me with the hope of REST. I tell myself: As soon as you do this, you can step away from your desk and take a 15-minute snooze... And sometimes, even crazier: As soon you get this call made, you can eat and go to the bathroom.
Are you killing yourself trying to earn a restful float in the healing pond, away from the stressful monotony of your day? We get so comfortable believing if we can get one more thing accomplished, we will find our healing peace.
This mindset reminds me of the lame man in the Bible, who was sitting by healing water. He knew if he could “get there,” he would find the relief he’d been talking about. Why then was he stuck in making excuses? “I have no one to help me into the pool when the water is stirred. While I am trying to get in, someone else goes down ahead of me” (John 5:7 NIV).
It took Jesus to shake him out of his mindset. It took Jesus to break into the reality that peace and healing were mere inches away from his hopeless place.
Jesus said simply. “Get up, pick up your mat, and walk.” He was healed instantly.
You might be thinking, “Can’t the people around me see my need for healing space and rest and time in the water simply to float?”
The answer... yes, they can see your condition. Yes, your friends know which way you should go. But that guidance can only do so much to carry you. It’s only in a willingness to get out of our mindset of carrying the load and into the healing power of the water that we can find His healing.
The truth is, we can break away from the sickness of the stuck in doing: thinking this is the lot I’ve been given... just suck it up girlie.
I remember what it was like to take a skydive. The most fearful part was when my foot was stuck on the edge of the plane. In fact, from 10,000 feet up, the heights didn’t scare me, because I was so far from the ground, I couldn’t perceive hitting it. But when my foot got stuck on the edge of the plane as I walked out on the strut, it scared me for a second ... it was so close... things weren’t working right.
It only took my jump guide to lift my foot up a tiny bit... and oh my, it was the best float of my life.
Are you listening to God’s call today to lead you into His floating space? Are you thirsty for the water, but are thinking I need to do that one more thing, and I will get there? Do you need his hand to pull you out of stuck and into your much-needed healing place?
All the one more things of our day add so much to our weighty burden, piling even more upon our frail human frame.
But today Father, I’m giving every one more thing of this day to you, because you’re calling me to rest. I’m willing to let go of this mountain of to-dos to fall into the float of abiding in You. You are where my healing comes from, and I will take the few steps I need to get to the water.
No matter how busy you are, you NEED to feel Him, but no one is going to bring the pond to you. But it’s there. Come to the water. Find your rest in His Float. Abide.
This article is brought to you by the Advanced Writers and Speakers Association (AWSA).
About the author: Amber Weigand-Buckley is the editor and art director of Leading Hearts Magazine. Text LEADINGHEARTS to 64600 to get the latest issue free and check out leadinghearts.com.
Join the conversation: When is the last time you found your rest in the Lord?