Psalm 139: 9 & 10
If I take the wings of the morning
    and settle at the farthest limits of the sea,
even there your hand shall lead me,
and your right hand shall hold me fast.
When surfers get comfortable riding smaller waves some will paddle out farther to waves that are taller and more challenging. What ways might God be pulling you out to the bigger waves away from the comfort of the metaphorical familiar surf?