Waves come across the beach;
firmly pressing down on the sand;
all of life is within his reach;
responding to his command.
For he is the Master of his realm;
the captain of all fates;
he’s always found at his helm;
his love, to us; he relates.
He designed us as loving characters;
always putting others first;
but some turned out to be predators;
many filled with a greedy thirst..
A generation of waves has effect;
then ebbs back out to the sea;
ocean tides roll in to correct;
causing changes to you and me.
Angry seas; most punishing;
only unleashed for our gain;
actually they are replenishing;
they’re truth given in God’s name.
Storms out to sea; wash on shore;
challenging our very being;
again and again; a wave encore;
rain’s torrents; affecting our seeing.
we rode high waves over the sand;
mere dust washing in with the sea;
challenged in life; just as planned;
to become that being, called me.
For God rode with us on each wave;
he never left us alone;
on an errand; our soul to save;
His Love shall bring us home.