James 1:5-6

If any of you lacks wisdom, you should ask God who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to you. But when you ask, you must believe and not doubt because the one who doubts is like a wave of the sea, blown and tossed by the wind.

It would be far easier to be a wave in the sea than to stand here and fight against the  current current in my life
They may fall time and time again, but they follow others that have gone before them and found pleasure in the fall
And still they're followed by more who push and encourage and then help them roll back to sea
At least the waves have company
Here I am, constantly fighting back, refusing to give in to temporary waves and permanent drowning
The only thing holding me up against my dares and doubts is your constant grace
But sometimes I claim I can do it on my own
"This is my fight" I yell from mountaintops that You molded with expert hands
I'm a child always threatening to run away, but I never even make it out of the driveway
Baggage packed in a knapsack over my shoulder
Remembering that You made the woods I would hide in
And you made my mind that thought of hiding in the first place
Luckily for me You don't have to fight the current
You stop the current
"Be still" you call out to the winds and the waves and my wayward heart
You do not lead me away from the shoreline
Instead, you have made me a strong swimmer
You've given me a life jacket and a longing heart
Because where my tired soul meets the strongest storms-
That is where your grace transforms me best

Redwood oak trees have been around centuries longer than I
And I think they're the ones getting it right
As their roots grow down they reach out to one another and intertwine
Sometimes merging with their brothers and sisters, they don't just grow deeper, they grow closer
I can imagine they say to one another "It's good to have you by my side"
As they share a drink and look up toward a boundless sky
You don't like to stay in the lines when comes to creation
And You didn't make us to stay within walls and guidelines
You gave us roots and hearts that were made to grow deeper and closer
Our hands were designed to intertwine
And yet we hold them together in silent prayer more often than we reach out to strangers
We choose to fall with the waves more often than we reach up to the one who walks on water
The one who gave us strong roots and a stronger hope