Thanks again, Kevin. I can so relate to this story and I feel like I’m in the middle of the lake exhausted and barely treading water. I’m thankful though, that the Lord is my safety net, haling me to the other side and that I’m not alone out there. ♥️
All though I have never physically came close to drowning, unless you want to count the time i forgot to let go of the ski rope after falling. I went down to the bottom of lake and it felt as though i was in the middle of the lake instead of a short distance from the landing. I had spiritual and emotional “drowning scares”. But with my bevy of lifeguards of therapists through out the years I made it to semi dry land. I saw “the other side of the lake”. I’m still navigating the waters if you will. And sometimes it still feels I’m in the mud heading for dry land, plodding along but my heads above water and I can breathe.
Thank you,, Kevin Your story is very inspiring and motivating. Your faith is strong and your writing talent is amazing. I so enjoy reading your books and your personal stories. Keep up the good work. God hears your prayers. E
Thanks for the story. Reminded me of when my friends and mine from Lee College in Baytown took a trip to the lake, not sure the name but not too far away. It was a beautiful lake with camping areas, actually ran into my cousin and her husband there that day too, but what I did not know was it was fed by natural springs. So, as I was swimming out a way, all of a sudden, I was directly above one, and the water temperature went form the 70's to the 40's in a heartbeat. Of course, caused a huge cramp and for a minute my life flashed in front of me until I managed to dog paddle over and out of it.
Thanks again, Kevin. I can so relate to this story and I feel like I’m in the middle of the lake exhausted and barely treading water. I’m thankful though, that the Lord is my safety net, haling me to the other side and that I’m not alone out there. ♥️
All though I have never physically came close to drowning, unless you want to count the time i forgot to let go of the ski rope after falling. I went down to the bottom of lake and it felt as though i was in the middle of the lake instead of a short distance from the landing. I had spiritual and emotional “drowning scares”. But with my bevy of lifeguards of therapists through out the years I made it to semi dry land. I saw “the other side of the lake”. I’m still navigating the waters if you will. And sometimes it still feels I’m in the mud heading for dry land, plodding along but my heads above water and I can breathe.
Thank you,, Kevin Your story is very inspiring and motivating. Your faith is strong and your writing talent is amazing. I so enjoy reading your books and your personal stories. Keep up the good work. God hears your prayers. E
Thanks for the story. Reminded me of when my friends and mine from Lee College in Baytown took a trip to the lake, not sure the name but not too far away. It was a beautiful lake with camping areas, actually ran into my cousin and her husband there that day too, but what I did not know was it was fed by natural springs. So, as I was swimming out a way, all of a sudden, I was directly above one, and the water temperature went form the 70's to the 40's in a heartbeat. Of course, caused a huge cramp and for a minute my life flashed in front of me until I managed to dog paddle over and out of it.