Taking the Plunge Against Fear

Taking the Plunge Against Fear

Years ago, my husband and sons talked me into taking diving lessons. This wasn’t my first choice of a hobby. My mother had almost drowned when she was a teenager and her fear of the water had been translated to me. She was so cautious watching my brothers and I she would hardly let us get more than a few feet from the shore when we would go to a nearby lake. Despite my fear, I was talked into taking the SCUBA course.

The classroom portion was easy for me. I didn’t have to get wet. But after two weeks of books, it was time to get into the water. After donning the gear, I felt so awkward wearing all the equipment. My mouth was dry and I was shaking like a leaf. But the instructor was waiting for me to jump into the pool for the first part of the hands on learning. I jumped into the water but I had over inflated my equipment and I bobbed up and down like a cork. No way was I going to let myself go under, even though that was the whole point.

We had to go to the bottom of the pool. My heart was pounding like a jack hammer and my breathing was rapid and shallow. The deeper we went the more aware I became of how much water was on top of me. I looked up and saw what had to be fifty feet of water in a pool only thirteen feet deep.

When it was finally time to surface, I couldn’t get to the ladder fast enough to get out of that pool. My nose was burning from the chlorine I had sniffed into it, and I was hacking and coughing up water I had let get into my mouth. I took all my equipment off, threw it on the ground, and said, “I am going home and I won’t be back.”

After a few days at home, I determined I didn’t want to be a quitter, but I didn’t really want to go back, either. I looked up some Bible verses. 2 Timothy 1:7 says, He has not given us the spirit of fear, but power, love and a sound mind. I also memorized Psalm 139:9, If I take the wings of the morning, and dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, even there Your hand shall lead me.

I did go back and finish the course and when I was on my first official dive trip I had to calm myself with lessons learned and scriptures memorized. I looked fear in the face and took the plunge. Breaching that barrier helped me go forward in other areas I had been afraid to face in my life, also.

I learned I can’t wait for fear to leave before doing something. I just had to do it afraid. Each time I get into the water, I stand on the Word of God to conquer the fear that tries to grab me. I take the plunge and God does the rest.

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Barbara Latta About Barbara Latta

Barbara Latta’s desire is to help others find intimacy with God through a deeper understanding of the power of the Word. She writes a monthly column in her local newspaper and contributes to devotional websites and several anthologies. She is a board member of the East Metro Atlanta Christian Writers. Barbara posts on her blog.

Comments

  1. Laurie Driesen says:

    Wow, I can’t believe you pushed through and did this – very impressive and a great encouragement to all of us!

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  2. I could only do this knowing God was with me! Thanks for your thoughts.

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