She had crashed and burned, but somehow she didn’t die.

For a while she could only just sit there, and wonder why?

One day she had an epiphany, though, about that man.

He was like an ostrich with his head buried in quicksand.

So immersed he was in the days of his past

He couldn’t see that quicksand foundations just don’t last.

For her, she was born to soar above and yes, to fly!

She didn’t just want to hover, she wanted to fly high.

Would she, rising from the ashes of what was once love

Stay in that empty nest, or would she rise up above?

Would she be like that azure feathered blue bird,

And sing aloud the sweetest songs ever to be heard?

Would she be more like the little hummingbird

Whose faith knows impossible is nothing but a word?

Or would she be like the noblest bird, a majestic eagle,

Whose attributes can only be best described as simply regal?

No, she’d be no ostrich, bluebird, eagle or hummer,

For she longed to march to the beat of another drummer.

Her survival had left her with feathers like a peacock,

Beauty from the ashes, and strength as hard as a rock.

As she took flight, she saw him struggling, way down below,

And down, down, farther into the quicksand did he go.

He could not escape, though he had definitely tried 

But she had to leave behind the buckets of tears she’d cried.

It was a gorgeous day, favoring a new adventure,

And no more would she be tied to his tragic indenture.

The warm Winds of Change began to blow in her direction,

And with it they carried a change of her affection.

In the best epiphany she had ever received

She recognized that her heart was now relieved. 

She was free to do and be and see and become anything

All she was leaving behind a bittersweet memory thing.

Up, up, up, she climbed, higher and higher still

And glanced back once as she reached the crest of the hill.

What was that she saw sinking in QUICKSAND?

Was it an ostrich or someone who didn’t understand? 

Sighing, she shook her head in one last poignant goodbye,

And with that, the indomitable Phoenix really began to fly!

– Lou Lehman Sams



Stop & Surrender

Set suddenly adrift in an unfamiliar, turbulent & stormy sea which could quite possibly cause her to sink once & for all, she decided that it was time to swim, & that is what she did. She fought the current hard, until she was so exhausted that she could hardly think straight. Then she remembered that when you get caught up in a rip tide, you are supposed to swim parallel to the shore until you get out of it, so she tried that, but still she could not find the safety of land. She tried flailing her arms to signal for help from passersby, only to be ignored. She screamed at the Heavens & begged for mercy, but water from the angry waves washed over her until she gasped for air. Finally, spent from all of the effort, she had no choice but to be still. She remembered being taught about Drownproofing in swim class. 

She did not like that idea, waiting, waiting, waiting, to be rescued. Not doing or saying anything, just being very still & concentrating on breathing. But by this time, that is all that she could do – Be still. In so doing, she regained her strength, her composure, & her faith. Silently she prayed, for God’s will, whether that meant she was to be swept away to a distant shore & never return home, or even if it meant drowning. But she knew in her spirit that He did not intend for her to drown. Finally, she surrendered to the water, to the moment, to the stillness, & whenever there was a break in the waves, she came up for a little air before retreating back to wait some more. 

It happened suddenly: a mystical, magical, momentous moment when she was rescued from that Storm. It was right after she had surrendered her will to His. She was lifted up out of that place & transported to a place far better than the one that she had invested so very much of her time & energy trying to return to, & she was amazed & awed. She had been fighting to get back to a place that was far inferior to the one where her Storm had taken her. If only she had known sooner, she would have stopped struggling, & surrendered herself to the possibilities & potential of something new. 

What are you panicking about today? Have you lost something or someone that has left you feeling as if you will never see dry land again? Are you fighting, struggling, & using up your precious resources attempting to get back to a place where you no longer belong? Do you feel as if you are going to drown in a sea of uncertainty?

STOP! Just stop trying to get back there. Stop trying to outrun the Storm, & wait for it to pass before proceeding. Stop & surrender your will. Stop striving so hard for something that is not meant to be. 

The distant shore is not as distant as you think. Angels are waiting to transport you to your new life, if you will just stop & let them rescue you.

Remember this: “He is able to do far more exceedingly, abundantly than you can think or a imagine.” Read each word, & truly absorb the meaning of that sentence found in Ephesians 3:23. Not just more, but “FAR MORE”. 

She settled in slowly to a paradise that she had never known existed. One day, she strained her eyes to scan the distant horizon for traces of the land from whence she had been delivered, but the sun was shining too brightly, & she could not see a thing, except the wide ocean that separated her present home from her previous prison. She raised her hand to shade her eyes in an attempt to see better, but suddenly she dropped it, & turned & walked away from the shore, for you see, she realized that she no longer cared about that former life, or that place which she once believed held her future, but had only held her hostage instead. When she had lived there, she had not even realized it was a prison, which is why she had fought so hard to get back there. It was only after she had been delivered that she realized from what she had been saved. 

She lifted her chin, & her head held high, she surrendered yet again. She loved this new place, this new life that she had been granted, & yet she also knew that “He was able to do exceedingly, abundantly more than she could think or imagine.” If Today was wonderful, what might He have in mind for Tomorrow? If only she would just Stop & Surrender …

-Lou Lehman Sams