Thursday, March 13, 2008

Walking....but not moving...

Well....some of you know...but most of you do not....I started to learn to surf last year. I've been very bad about going out on a regular basis and as a consequence it feels like the first time....EVERY TIME I go out. I've always loved the ocean. I don't have a fear of drowning or being eaten by something...or anything like that...but I've got to say, the toughest part of "surfing" is actually getting out to the waves. I went out yesterday morning to Cowells in Santa Cruz and had a blast. I caught 3 waves....whoohooo and I'll tell you...the feeling of that water picking you up and carrying you is worth the hour and a half of getting beat up. It's the most amazing feeling. There were times that I would be paddling out to the break and it felt like I was standing still. I was exerting energy....but the energy coming against me was to strong and kept me from moving forward. In some cases it would even push me backwards. It's frustrating to be "trying" to work hard and having that sense (heck, flat out proof) that your own energy...your own strength is powerless to overcome that which comes against you. I needed something more. Like a seadoo or something. Something with more power then the wave. It's like that in life sometimes. We need more then our own strength. I've found that strength in God. This week, even in a really tough moment, I not only stood up in the wave, I actually moved forward! Pretty cool.

Cool...I hope you're doing well. I'll talk to you soon.

Jeramy

4 comments:

Mom4Katie said...

Wow, Jeramy...that's great! I did not know that you were a surfer dude, totally cool. :) I myself, would be scared of drowning or being eaten by something.

That's a great comparison that you made with the strength of the ocean, struggling with all your strength and being held back. Such is life and trying to travel through it without God with us.

Michelle Kiefer said...

Are you kidding me right now? Is that why you were tired yesterday when I talked to you? I must admit that I'm impressed but don't appreciate you living out my dream at all!!! I was supposed to have learned to surf at 30. Sad - huh? You go boy! You're fearless

Sharon said...

I've always loved surfer boys!

Natalie said...

Jeramy,
I did not know that you surfed either... Unlike Michelle, I have never wanted to learn to surf either! Sorry. I just want to lay by the ocean, catch some rays, and drink 'bahama mama's' all day. Now the link you made between our lives and God's power is outstandingly true! I think you may have possibly the start of a sermon right here on your blog! Im proud of you keep surfing!! Oh and I do remember how you and Bart frolicked in the waves! Hee! Hee!