No Room at the Shallow End

Have you ever thought that you would never be free? I did. I thought I’d never be free of the anger, the pain and the uselessness that I felt. I thought I would never be free of events that literally shaped my thinking and drove my actions from day to day. I thought that if I really tried Christ, if I gave Him my whole heart and He failed me, I’d be doomed to a life of failure forever with no redemption possible. But God! So rich in mercy, so full of pure love and grace; He wouldn’t let me settle for less than His best. Yes, it was a struggle. But He knew all along what I needed and He wouldn’t allow me to rest in the notion that He could fail me or that I would keep failing myself. 


The struggle for freedom brought me to the deep end of life’s pool and I have no desire to return to shallow waters. There are way too many folks just wading in the water, hanging around the edges of truth and deliverance and frankly, there’s No Room at the Shallow End.