Wherever We Land

For as long as I can remember, learning to swim was one of my greatest fears. The idea of being surrounded by deep water with nothing solid beneath my feet sent my heart racing. It wasn’t just about swimming—it was about trust. Trust in my own ability, trust in the water to hold me, and ultimately, trust in God to see me through. 

I’ve always believed in Philippians 4:13: “I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.” But sometimes, fear has a way of making you forget the power of those words. I let the fear of deep water limit me for years. It wasn’t until I truly began to walk in faith, learning to trust God with every aspect of my life, that I realized fear has no place where faith resides. 

When Snatcher and I go camping, I watch him effortlessly enjoy the water—fishing, wading, even just standing in the stillness of a lake. I admire his ease, his comfort. And now, with the many camping trips we have ahead, I’m starting to think: why not me? If I can trust God to lead my life, I can trust Him to help me learn to float, to swim, and to conquer this fear that has held me back for too long. 

So, I may just ask Snatcher to teach me to swim. Not just to check it off a list, but to prove to myself that through Christ, I can truly do all things. I know it won’t be easy. I know I’ll be hesitant. But I also know that God did not give me a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind (2 Timothy 1:7). 

This journey isn’t just about swimming. It’s about breaking barriers, trusting in the strength that God has given me, and embracing the adventures He has laid before me. So here’s to faith over fear, to stepping into the water, and to learning—one stroke at a time.