Under Water

 SEVERAL years ago, we were on a trip with a bunch of high school kids from our church and we took them white water rafting.

It was challenging and a huge adrenaline rush.

Going over one of the rapids, I was knocked out of our raft. When I started coming up from deep in the water, I came up directly under our raft. I reached my arms out and felt for the edges of the raft. I found an edge and began pulling myself toward that edge.

Just then, the water currents pulled me deeper again. I again came up under the raft.

At that point I thought, "I am one of the adults, here to take care of these kids, and I'm going to be the one that dies."

Obviously, I found the edge of the raft again and pulled myself clear and survived.

My bride said something a little while ago about feeling "under water" at work and it reminded me of that fun little vacation.






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