Saved from the ocean

Wednesday, 06 December 2006 07:32

I am not an expert swimmer. I'm not a stone sink. Actually I think I can swim an average distance in the pool. But that day my strength abandoned me in the water.

I had gone on vacation with my cousins, who had long without seeing them. We had gone to Acapulco and like any boy of 15 years was more than willing to get involved in seawater. The trip was rather long, and somewhat tired, and hungry, but I did not mind, I decided it was time to swim.

Entoncesllegamos, put on my bathing suit and then I jumped into the water. Swim for a while near the beach, but I felt brave and started to walk away, swim close to the first string of safety, taking sufficient care not to leave more than two or three strokes of them, I reached the safety limit and there I appreciated the beauty of the ocean, and with this in my head, and emotion of the moment, because I thought I could swim to the beach, but wanted to add a little excitement, so I did exactly halfway across the lanyards .

That was a good idea, because as I said before I am not too experienced in swimming and was tired and hungry. Suddenly, half of the rectangle formed by the ropes, I had no strength. I started without getting kicked forward, the waves would not let me go either backward or forward, and my body was leaving work, my arms and would not move, just my legs. I saw with despair that he could do nothing, and that no one was around to help me, it was no screaming, because I was not going to listen for the sound of waves breaking on the beach, my family was not in sight and I did not have much time ...

Then I remembered God, and as in the midst of anguish and despair he has helped so many people throughout history. In this pensamento was when I started to sink and then while swallowing salt water cried out to God, and asked for help and deliverance, cried out with what was left of my forces, "Lord, help me" and a moment later, really was like a second, I was already on the beach, without being able to move, my arms and legs had no strength to get me out of the zone of the waves could not even crawl, but it was gone in the water, did not know how, but God made me go half the distance from the security box from the beach in an instant.

Still I struggled a couple of minutes away from the waves, he could not crawl, I managed to get fnalmente remote enough not to touch me and left me there, lying down for several minutes exhaustive, not to say that was, until regained strength and managed to get up and walk towards the hotel shaky.

Nobody in my family had even a suspicion of how close I was to meet the seabed tankless diving, but I know my God saved me from drowning at the time, and gave me a new lease on life. Soon after, reasoning that had happened, I fell down before him and thanked him for saving me and now I keep giving thanks, that could not have done it without your help.

And this is not the only time he has saved me from dying, but is the most I have in my heart and for which I am most grateful. As he says, "Call to me and I will answer"

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