Sometimes you just have to have the faith to go under, to trust in the process and hold your breath and blow.
Our new pool was finally finished a few weeks ago, but with it came a whole new level of concern. Our youngest two children don’t know how to swim, and now it’s a matter of life and death that they learn.
So I signed them up for one-on-one lessons at the same place where our others learned, hoping the process would be smooth and they would learn quickly, enjoying the process as they went along.
Well … we had our first lessons. My son adjusted well and actually got something accomplished in the short 30 minutes. He put his face in, blew his bubbles and kicked as hard as he knew how. He even practiced falling in the pool, floating on his back, and swimming his u-turn back to the edge.
My daughter on the other hand, cried and screamed and begged not to put her face in, of which I do not have one picture to prove! The teacher asked if I was okay, worried that I was one of those “hovering” parents. But I readily assured her that the crying wasn’t bothering me a bit, and I told her to do whatever she had to do.
So we left swimming lessons with some homework for her: get in the tub, put the goggles on, and blow bubbles—lots of bubbles. Stare fear in the face and by sheer determination have her put her face in and blow. And let her see by doing, that there’s nothing to be afraid of.
So we ran the bath. And there was complaining and arguing, and even protesting and crying before the bath was even full. And I was a mean mom and made her get in anyway. And then came more crying and more resistance.
And isn’t that like us sometimes.
We know there’s something we need to do and yet we’ve already decided it’s not going to be good. We write off the idea before we even experience it. And when someone else begins to push us forward to make it happen, we cry and complain, and drag our feet all the way.
Because the unknown is scary. It’s always a risk. And it takes some serious bravery and courage to move through it.
Her brother got in too, and began to show her what to do. I played games with him and promised him rewards. And as he put his face in and blew bubbles over and over, she watched. And although she was uncomfortable and afraid, she made the decision. With guarded apprehension she took a deep breath, put her face in, and began to blow.
And you should have seen her 30 minutes later. She was a completely different girl–excited and cheering, and begging not to get out. The fear and anxiety had vanished, and she was reaping the reward of her effort.
And at the very next swim lesson she was a success. Apprehensions gone. Anxiety overcome. She swam and smiled and loved every minute.
Sometimes there’s something worth attaining on the other side of our fear. Something powerful and life-changing … even life-giving. And we can be tempted to stay paralyzed by our anxiety–by our “what-ifs” and “even if’s”. And we can end up missing out on something amazing.
Like my daughter, sometimes we just have to have the faith to go under.
To stare fear in the face, and by sheer determination just go for it, trusting in the process. Trusting Him in the process.
And when we do, our lives are changed, and we become better for the risking.
In whatever you are facing, may you have courage to take the risk, that you may experience something amazing!
What opportunity are you avoiding lately?
What might you be missing out on?
What risk do you need to take today?