Great stories you never told part 2: Boat car drownings.

Last night I had a dream that I was in a normal car that was traveling in the middle of the ocean.

I have pretty strange dreams so it wasn’t unusual to be riding shotgun in a ‘boat car’.

Well, it wasn’t unusual until we passed a boat that was submerged by heavy waves and I noticed people struggling to stay afloat as the heavy waves pulled them under.

Before our car driver could answer my question about whether we had life jackets in the car cause I couldn’t swim, our car was upside down and I found myself struggling to gasp for air...

Its incredible how hopeless you feel when you’re drowning in the middle of a storm.

Thanks to everyone for sharing your story yesterday. I really enjoyed reading every one of them. Today I wanna flip the switch and swing to the other side of the pendulum.

Like Lynn said in the comments yesterday, God is using all things [keyword: ALL] for our good and His glory.

Its easy to believe/embrace that promise when you’re [metaphorically] laying on the beach in Hawaii sipping lemonade and getting a tan.

Its a whole different story when you’re drowning.

You feel hopeless, alone and angry.

Ironically, in hindsight, I realize now that the seasons of drowning that are in my rear view mirror are the times God was most real in my life. Crazy.

[I wrote-one of my favorite posts-more extensively about that idea here].

Today I want to know...

What is the saddest day of your life that you can remember and why? 

[no disclaimers. no pressure to tie a nice ‘redemption’ bow at the end of your story. just your honest story]