The Pool of Life

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Prompt: RISK

In the pool of life…

playing it safe is the most dangerous choice we can make.
It guarantees little growth
because
we refuse to leave the shallow water

we wade around the edges of our life
and call it “swimming”
but deep down
we’re afraid to get our hair wet.

We watch others choose the high dive
and we listen to that taunting voice
You could never do that
You’re not smart enough, good enough, or strong enough

But big lessons happen
when we have the courage to venture out
and go
to go where our feet can’t touch the bottom

Life-changing growth occurs
when we confront the bully splashing water in our eyes
we tell him
he’s not welcomed in our pool

I want to choose the deep end
trusting
His hand will rescue me when I start to sink

I want to choose the high dive
trusting
His grace fully restores every stinging belly flop

“God knows how to handle my biggest mistakes. When I jump into the deep end of the pool and land with a stinging, awkward flop, God still uses the splash for his glory.” Hungry for God, by Margaret Feinberg.

12 thoughts on “The Pool of Life

  1. Shelly Miller

    Love Margaret Feinberg and this inspiration from her words written in your hand. The metaphors are so wonderul, staying in the shallow end, the edges of the pool, afraid to get our hair wet when it comes to taking risks. Enjoyed it Eileen.

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  2. Stacy

    You had me at…
    “In the pool of life…playing it safe is the most dangerous choice we can make.”

    And I felt His Presence, the Living Water, flow over me when I read…
    “I want to choose the deep end
    trusting
    His hand will rescue me when I start to sink

    I want to choose the high dive
    trusting
    His grace fully restores every stinging belly flop.”

    And now, now I am longing for more than dipping my toes, or wading ankle-deep…I want to be immersed, totally and completely swallowed up by life…my life…HIS life for me.

    Beautiful words of inspiration and promise, Eileen. Thank you-

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    1. Eileen Post author

      “And now, now I am longing for more than dipping my toes, or wading ankle-deep” Me too, Stacy!

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  3. Steven Hartung

    In the last nine months my heart has opened more and more accepting this truth. Thank you for the realization that I am running faster and with more recognized joy down that well worn dock (well worn through the ages by the faithful) and each time I leap, the further over my head I go! It is God’s grace that gives the courage and the joy. It is God’s grace and love that expands these old and damaged lungs that the spirit might go further and deeper still. It is God’s presence in the support and love of family and friends (especially you, CLVR!) that allows another run down that dock. Each time becoming a fraction more a humble servant, learning better how to build up and not tear down. Each time the clear deep water cleansing eyes better to see the joy and love God surrounds all of us in, better knowing the one heart that beats in all our hearts. God, how I love you.

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