When I was a young boy we were invited to spend the day with our "town" cousins and go to the country club with them. The country club was home to the Briary Creek golf course and a very nice swimming pool. We came to play in the swimming pool and a whole lot of other people came to do the same thing.
It was a bit overwhelming. There were more people at that pool than we saw at anytime during the summer. Church didn't even have as many people as were clamoring around that pool.
But, we had come to play and play we did. I even joined the line waiting to climb the ladder and jump off the high diving board. When my turn came I stepped out onto the board and with a little bit of fear jumped off.
Down to the bottom of the pool I went. Touching the bottom I pushed myself towards the surface and to the ladder on the side where I would climb out of the pool.
I was not a great swimmer so I came up then submerged myself under the water , holding my breath until I got to the ladder. The problem was others were headed for the same ladder and using my head as leverage to push themselves towards it. I don't think anyone meant me any harm. I just couldn't swim well enough to make any headway.
Panic was catching hold of me as I swallowed water. My mouth was opening whether I wanted it to or not to try to draw some air out of the water. Another second and I would have gone deeper. Another second and I would have drowned. Thankfully, my cousin wondered why I wasn't coming out of the pool and pulled me to safety - and air.
There are two ways you can go deeper: discipline or drowning. Only one gives life. Today, choose life. Choose discipline.
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