We played alligator last night with our high school group. Are you familiar with this game? The group lines up in the shallow end and swims under water to the deep end trying not to get grabbed and dragged to the surface by “the alligator”. As more swimmers are caught the number of alligators grows.
So it doesn't take long before I’m exhausted, holding my breath, kicking and struggling to reach the deep end wall. Finally I come up for air, only to do it all again.
It feels like my whole summer has been this way. Constantly under attack by alligators, kicking and struggling to reach a goal, coming up gasping for air, and then diving right in to the next event. It’s a challenge to stay intimate with God when life is this way. In my peripheral vision I notice the miraculous hand of God at work around me, and yet I’m so focused on reaching the wall.
I could write so much about this summer. It’s been an amazing time of miracles. And yet I’ve allowed my intimacy with God to slip away at times too. For now, there’s another wall in sight, so I’m going to take another gulp of air and start swimming. But as I do, I am determined to ignore the alligators and focus fully on my Abba Father.
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Mon, August 16, 2010
by Chris Spitters