I learned to swim when I was 10.
I had begged my parents for the lessons for weeks. Mom researched summer programs and found one that worked with her schedule. So one fateful July afternoon, she took me to the YMCA for lesson number one, and I enthusiastically jumped into the pool like a trooper.
The first thing the instructor asked me to do was to stick my head under the water.
I wanted to get out of the pool immediately.
Why couldn’t I learn to swim without going below the surface? I mean, I could easily stroke without ever plunging into the watery abyss.
The instructor was kind, but firmly resolute.
If i wanted to learn to swim, I must conquer my fear of the unknown.
I’ve thought about those swimming lessons quite a bit lately because I want to go deeper with my God.
Actually, a few times, He has just thrown me right into the waves.
Life can crash into you, and if you haven’t conquered your fear of the unknown, you might flounder rather than float.
I’ve also come to see that there is great beauty to be found in the deepest and darkest of waters.
Do you want to go into the deep?
His sovereign hand will be your guide.
Just jump in and meet Him there.
Lord, I want to go deeper.
This year, my desire is to lift up holy hands and “Pray Big.” Want to join me? I’ve created a private “Pray Big” Facebook group for like-minded sisters to share their stories and surrender each one to our mountain-moving God in prayer. Let’s cry out to God together.