“She wasn’t afraid of swimming in the deep end, way out of her comfort zone.
When you can’t touch bottom, you touch the depths of God.” A Holy Experience
Have you ever read something that just shines a spotlight where you’d prefer it stay dark?
I have a confession.
I am scared of swimming in the ocean. (I almost drowned Eric once because I thought I couldn’t touch the bottom.) This fear? There are many reasons and they all have something to do with lack of control. The waves are unpredictable. The boundaries are undefinable. The depths are unfathomable. It’s altogether uncontrollable. Yet I love to hear it. Dip my toes in it. Get up early and stay up late to watch it.
But I fear getting all the way in it… most definitely.
So this devotion struck a nerve.
Is this the way I want to be in my relationship with God? The way I desire my children to be?
That spotlight? It shines on questions that beg to be answered.
Am I willing? Willing to not ask what I might have to do, not ask for full disclosure, not imagine the God of the Universe as someone to be negotiated with. Willing to jump in all the way and trust Him?
Am I willing to experience more of this great God I serve than just the ankle deep that I so frequently settle for?
Secure in my Savior’s unpredictable, undefinable and unfathomable depths?
I know that I am, because He IS.