This life is a raging storm in an ocean, waves tossing and turning
lightning and wind all around us, the water is cold-
we desperately try and swim, but we can't do it on our own,
not for very long. If we try to swim, we will drown.

Faith is strapping your hands and feet to a cross and trusting that
even though you can't steer, or move your limbs, or swim,
and at times the water washes over your face and it's terrifying,
you will survive.

The only way to survive is knowing you can't do it alone,
and surrendering all hope of trying to take hold of your own life.
Faith is giving up all control and trusting that the cross will float
knowing that one day, it will wash up on shore.

And the shore is heaven.