Sarah Beth's Rafting Habitude

Think about whitewater rafting... you’re floating along looking at the pretty mountains, all the nature, the water ripples, and of course the silly conversations. At the same time as trying to remember how to hold the T-grip so no one gets “summerteeth” and wedging your feet under parts of the raft in hopes that you don’t fall out. You’re having a blast being loud and laughing. Then from way away in the back of the raft you hear a little voice, it’s the man who’s guiding the raft. Sometimes you have to listen really hard to hear him say the directions. He calls out the orders with the hope that you do what he asks of you. He’s the only one that knows where we are going and the only one that knows where we are going to end up. Without the guide we would be lost. The guide has special equipment that he uses to help us stay safe, if we fall out of the raft he’ll try with all his might to get you back and safe, regardless what we do, he will save us. The guide reminds me of God. Sometimes it is difficult to hear his through al the hustle and bustle, but he’s always there and you just need to focus and listen to him. God will go through anything to get you back in the boat with him. He loves you, no matter what. God knows that this world brings trouble and everyone messes up. He knows that it is hard to see him and hear his voice but he is always there for you. He cares more then anyone else does. You may fall out of raft and feel all alone in the water floating around but God is there to help pick you up and pull you back into the boat.