A Dive

Your perspective surely changes swimming in the mass of a lake compared to the public pool. Especially in my condition.

Then for every two strokes of my attempt to get back to the boat, the boat bobbed away by three or four waves.  I remained while the boat carried.  

My daughter, a rope, and my life jacket preserved and sustained me or I would not have reached the boat. I was at a point completely helpless.  

So much of this rings true of what our Savior can do for each of us in life; sometimes helpless along the way, then he will carry us.