That initial swoosh as I glide into the water. It gets me every time. My emotions well up and I quietly breath a thank you to God once again. Sometimes it is not so quiet and I say it loud and clear, "Oh my God, thank you!!"
My body relaxes. The muscles release their tightness and I am weightless for a time. What could be better when weightiness has become a distressing issue? I move from end to end over and over again until my heart is pounding, and then I go a few more times. Now it's time to float and look at the clouds or the stars above.
Floating on my back, I marvel that I am not in a hotel pool worrying about who might be watching. I am in my own yard, in my own pool. This is surreal and delicious, still. My eyes scan the stone steps and the comfy lounge chair waiting for me. I watch the cascade of water and savor the music it makes dancing over rocks from hot tub to pool.
And the best? The sweetest part? When Hubs calls later during his break at work, he will ask, "Did you swim?" I know that he will let out a contented sigh when he hears me answer yes. There is no jealousy or recriminations. On the contrary, he is happier when he knows I am enjoying our pool. Crazy huh?
My happiness is his happiness. It has taken me a while to believe this. I used to greet him with my list of productive jobs I'd accomplished at home while he was at work. He'd shake his head and ask if I swam. I got the biggest smile on my swim days.
Thank you God for my husband and this kind of love. It is humbling and wonderful. I am thankful that you love me like this too. My delights delight you. My joys, big or small, bring you joy too. My tears hurt you, my fears bring out your compassion and gentle comfort. Thank you for seeing the best in me and for me. Thank you for loving me the way you do.
Last night as I slid through the water from one end to the other, I imagined myself swimming in your vast love and I suddenly remembered a picture you showed me once, years ago. I saw myself standing just ankle deep in the ocean waves and you invited me to come farther out, further into the water. I moved in deeper until the water was at my waist and you smiled and said, "But your feet are still touching the bottom, c'mon, come deeper until I sweep you off your feet. Will you trust me to do that? Will you let me overwhelm you with my love?"
This love. Yes Father, yes I will.
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