On the Sargasso Sea?

In the mid-Atlantic, there is an area of becalmed waters about 700 miles across and 2000 miles long! It is called the Sargasso Sea. The area is bounded by strong currents and much of it is covered with seaweed. More recently, various bits of plastic garbage collects there in tangles, too. Even the salinity of the water is higher than the ocean that surrounds it. In the Doldrums, sailing vessels often sat at the edge of the Sargasso Sea for days making little or no progress. What a metaphor for a life becalmed! Not a life of calm, nor one of peace, but one where our ship is stalled without wind her sails.

Do you ever feel stuck in life, like the wind of the Spirit has stopped blowing; in a place surrounded by the flotsam of life? Alan Jamieson wrote that in such times, "the old ways of prayer, worship, Bible reading become dry and stale. The church worship and preaching that used to encourage us, teach us, and inspire us becomes barren ground. God seems to extinguish one means of feeding our faith in order to make us hungry, even starving, for new ways. ... Now that the way is void and empty, God comes to us in new ways, if only we can perceive them. When we are becalmed, we learn to wait." -Perfect Storm, Abingdon, 2008

I believe I can truthfully say that I would rather be in a storm, than sitting with no Wind in the sails: waiting, wondering, watching! To be there is to be in a kind of Sargasso Sea, spiritually speaking. Strong currents of the Spirit may be flowing, letting us know He's still at work in the world. But, we wonder when our ship will catch that Wind and resume forward progress, don't we? In those times, I am tempted to try to stir up something of God myself! To do so is a dangerous thing, for that driving force which does not come from the Spirit is either demonic or, more probably, of Self - borne of human emotions and/or desires. Neither produces the fruit of the Spirit, nor can they accomplish the purposes of God. Better to wait patiently on the Lord.

The Psalmist's prayer is one for those who are becalmed. "I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I put my hope. My soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen wait for the morning, more than watchmen wait for the morning. O Israel (people of God), put your hope in the LORD, for with the LORD is unfailing love and with him is full redemption." (Psalm 130:5-7, NIV)

We should take a cue from Jesus' words to the disciples at the birth of the Church.
"Do not leave Jerusalem, but wait for the gift my Father promised, which you have heard me speak about." (Acts 1:4, NIV) Wait; don't fret, fuss, or fume! And wait they did; prayerfully, expectantly, patiently. In God's time, the Spirit moved on them. "Suddenly a sound like the blowing of a violent wind came from heaven and filled the whole house where they were sitting." (Acts 2:2, NIV) "All of them were filled with the Holy Spirit and began to speak in other tongues as the Spirit enabled them." (Acts 2:4, NIV) Those men and women set sail to change the world!
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There's a wind that blows full of life and pow'r,
As in all creation's most solemn hour,
When God gently breathed on a form of sod;
And the first man lived by the breath of God.

Let it breathe on me, Let it breathe on me,
Let this breath of God now breathe on me.

Sweet the sound from heav'n, as with tongues of fire,
Suddenly the wind filled the room entire;
As of old, again send Thy Spirit, Lord!
Let it breathe on us while of one accord.

Blessed Breath of Life, no one sees or knows
From whence this wind comes, neither where it goes,
But the broken heart, the surrendered will,
And the hungry soul it will surely fill.

Let it breathe on me, Let it breathe on me,
Let this breath of God now breathe on me.

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