Losing Focus on God When You Feel Like You’re Drowning
- meetgodattheedgeof
- 3 days ago
- 3 min read
Today's testimony is brought to you by our Heavenly Father. Please forgive me for being late with this.
Praise God for the love and grace I receive every minute of every day. This inspires me to stay faithful and keep my focus on my Father's face.
This point in my life is heavy. I've been through heavy hardships before, and we made it through. Yesterday, I held that memory close and leaned into my Lord; it was all I could do to keep it together. I know enough not to let this junk creep in and ruin my attitude, but it still tries. My focus shifts, and the battle changes me—and it doesn’t go unnoticed.
My kids see and feel a difference. My wife sees and feel a difference. That just adds a whole new layer to the weight on me and pushes me down into the sewer my mind creates.
Where does my help come from?
In that moment, something changes, and I feel anger. I want to understand. I want to pull myself out of this filth and start over, but my arms are weak. My heart is beating so fast I feel like it won’t last much longer. It’s like that bad dream—I’m powerless.
God! Where are you?! Why not just lift me up?! This is nothing for You. I’ve seen You do much more using my prayer, my hands. Now that I’m about to drown, I feel alone and weak. In this moment, I fear I will surely die. How am I supposed to survive? Maybe this is it. Maybe this is for the best.
My head was swimming with negative thoughts. The enemy was doing his best work. It was more than I could withstand. My shoulders are strong, but this was enough to crush Superman. The enemy had a few minutes of me with only my face exposed, gasping for breath, before my strength gave out and I began to sink.
Satan forgot—I AM NOT ALONE.
Suddenly, God’s light burst through all the darkness in my mind like a grenade. Instantly, I could see and feel His arm and hand outstretched, waiting for me to accept His rescue. My focus shifted to the glorious light that was burning away the sewer my weakness had created.
“When did You get here?!” I’ve been calling! I’ve been screaming Your name!
But in the time I felt like I was drowning, my focus was on the problem and saving my own life. It’s crazy how we slip back into that—even though we’ve never had the power to save anything, let alone ourselves.
God was there the whole time.His hand inches from me the whole time.His light shining the whole time.
I blocked it.
Losing focus on God when you feel like you’re drowning will blind you to the very help you’re crying out for.
My focus changed. My eyes dropped from His face to the sewer, and it blinded me from the source of all my help—my Savior. I had a tough reminder that no matter what I’ve been through or how long I’ve walked with the Lord, losing focus on God when you feel like you’re drowning is what keeps you stuck in the struggle.
Once my eyes were opened and I saw His hand, instinct kicked in—and our arms locked together. Our eyes locked, and it wasn’t that I was lifted out of the sewer… it disappeared. It was never real. It was created by my mind and the enemy’s influence.
Each time the Lord saves me from the problems I create, my hope is that next time I will resist more, remember sooner, and refuse to fall into losing focus on God when you feel like you’re drowning, choosing instead to grab His hand before I start to sink.
Sorry for the storytelling today. I felt led to share it this way so it might be relatable and show my thought process in the fight.
To God be the glory! If it were up to this feeble mechanic, you would have never known about this.
Thank You, Father, for one more day. Amen.
