MY SCUBA STORY—AND STAYING FEARLESS

By allowing joy to outweigh the influence of fearful thoughts, this writer perseveres toward her dream of scuba certification.

On the third day of a four-day scuba course, I was going out on the ocean for the first time. Though I was very excited, my preparations included prayer, since breathing underwater was a whole new experience for me.

On my first dive, I saw an amazing variety of fish—starfish, sea cucumbers—a whole host of God's creation. It was beautiful. Afterward I said to our instructor, "That was amazing." But then I noticed that the other people in my course were getting back into the boat and saying things like: "That was awful," or "I was nearly sick." Some people waiting for the next dive even began to get seasick, and it wasn't long before I did, too. Where had all my joy gone?

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