The Life Giving Lake

This post is a part of the Five Minute Friday link up. We write for 5 minutes on a one-word prompt, without heavy editing, and see what happens. Today’s prompt is “deep.”

I walked to the edge of the lake and stuck my toes in the water. It was surprisingly warm. I figured it must be shallow because everyone knows that deep waters are cold. And mysterious. And dark.

So I began to walk further in, exploring, a little hesitant, not knowing exactly what I’d encountered, but figuring I had heard enough about this particular lake to have some idea of what I was getting myself into.

Boy was I wrong.

I knew nothing about this vast, unsearchable body of water. I didn’t know that it would beckon me to go deeper.

I didn’t know that it would encompass me, overwhelm me, yet buoy me and keep me safe.


I didn’t know that I would never, ever be able to fathom its depths. That I would never know everything there was to know about it.

But I could see myself reflected in its depths.

And I would be drawn back to it time and time again. In fact, I would never want to leave. And I never had to. I could live there, in fact, I had to live there.

What I didn’t know is that life was in its depths. And after all, it wasn’t dark beneath the surface. It was surprisingly, amazingly, overwhelmingly, bright.


5 thoughts on “The Life Giving Lake

  1. Beautiful, and what a wonderful metaphor for God’s love.

    I am used to the dark and cold,
    because, you see, I tend to sink.
    To stay afloat, I must be bold
    and swim far harder than I think.
    It’s that way with cancer, now,
    it really wants to drag me down
    and every day’s a new way how
    to keep on going without a frown.
    I cannot flail and gasp for air
    for that plays the tumours’ game.
    Steady strokes will get me there.
    That, and calling on His name.
    I won’t be as I was before,
    but I will make the other shore.

    • Andrew, I understand your dilemma about not being able to float, and how that adds a certain desperation to your swimming, since it does to mine as well. Whereas I cannot identify with your fight against cancer, I do pray the Holy Spirit will empower your every stroke and that you safely reach that other shore.

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