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Topic: Directions (02/02/04)

TITLE: Look at the Bubbles!
By Donna Haug


Look At the Bubbles!
By: Donna Haug
February 4, 2004

Annette tried to swallow the lump of fear that seemed lodged in her throat. Why on earth had she agreed to this crazy idea? Maybe she was trying to prove something to herself, or maybe she wanted to show her family once and for all that she could handle her own life! Ever since her husband had left her six months ago, Annette had felt like she was floundering. She wasn’t sure which way was up anymore. Her priorities and the guardrails of her life seemed to have all been shifted around in that one earthquake-like moment when she had discovered her husband’s unfaithfulness. She felt like at any moment the earth might open up underneath her and swallow her up completely.

Taking another deep breath, Annette tried to concentrate on the words of her diving coach. This was going to be so different from diving in the pool. Could she handle it? She looked at the vast expanse of water around her and shuddered involuntarily. Watching documentaries of deep sea diving made it all seem so easy and absolutely awe inspiring. Her longing to see that beauty firsthand overcame her terror of being ‘out of her depth’ in water. Far below the glassy surface of the water she knew that there was a large coral reef. Her diving coach had assured the team that they were in for a real treat. “Just remember to stay within sight of each other at all times and enjoy the experience!” he instructed.

After adjusting her mask over her face with slightly trembling hands and testing her mouthpiece one last time, Annette finally lowered herself over the edge of the boat to join the others. Once she slipped underneath the surface of the water it was like she had entered another world. The muffled noises around her seemed unearthly somehow. The cool blueness of the water soothed her ruffled nerves. Steadying her breathing she swam down to join the others as they headed for the reef. It seemed to be an awfully long way down. Momentary panic struck her heart as she considered how much water there was between her and the boat. Quickly she reassured herself that the tank on her back was full of everything she needed to enable her to survive in this alien place. Nonetheless, a hurried prayer rose through the bubbles above her head.

Soon she was enthralled with the beauty of life ‘down under’. Fish of all sizes and shapes seemed to swim right up to her without any fear. The reef was exquisite. Avoiding the dangers of getting too close, Annette was soon absorbed with the thrill of discovery as around each corner she found something new to stare at in fascination. Colorful fish darted in and out from the coral seemingly playing tag with each other, oblivious to the invasion of humans from the ‘upper world’.

Annette glanced upwards towards the boat where her real life awaited. How she wished she never had to leave this place of peace and tranquility that seemed to thrive with life! Her attention was drawn once more to the bubbles ascending to the surface. The light seemed to sparkle through them as they rose. She was reminded of her instruction before leaving the pool. “If by chance you should ever get separated from your diving partner while diving in deep water, it is easy to lose your sense of direction in the weightlessness of the water. If you are ever unsure of which way is up, just check the direction of the air bubbles coming from your mouthpiece. They will always float to the surface!”

Shrugging her shoulders, content with the assurance that she would never have to worry about that on this dive, her mind wandered once again. She had been separated from one who she thought was to be her life partner. The pain and ugliness of the first few weeks were almost unbearable. She’d felt like she didn’t know which way to turn anymore! Suddenly, the bubbles seemed to speak to her. “When you are disoriented and don’t know which way is up, look at the bubbles … look at the bubbles …” She felt the Lord whispering to her heart. “When everything else in your life is changed, my Word will guide you and give you direction for your life. It will never change regardless of circumstances. I am always here for you. Follow My Word and get your bearings!”

Seeing her diving coach beckoning to her, Annette began her slow ascent to the surface. As she followed the bubbles upward, in her heart she renewed her commitment to study the Bible and seek God – the One who had promised his presence and direction for every step of her life.

Member Comments
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Bonnie Baker02/09/04
Donna - a great story, I enjoyed it very much.
L.M. Lee02/09/04
I've always heard this, but I've never needed to use this! good story.
Donna Anderson02/10/04
All things work together for the good...even bubbles! He can certainly reach us anywhere, can't He!? :) Love it Donna!
Jacqueline Odom-Bullock02/12/04
God has an awesome way of speaking to us. Great story!
Joyce Poet02/14/04
I love the imagery here!
Violet Nesdoly02/15/04
Good analogy Donna! I enjoyed your story.
Mary C Legg02/15/04
an obliquely, you've pointed out that many a time we feel that we are drowning... good job