Swimming With Sharks

I have a devotional reading that I recieve via email every morning. I borrow a small part this morning. Thanks Jim.


((As you read this article, Diana Nyad may be swimming from Cuba to Key West, Florida.  She's been waiting on water temperatures to warm up; now that they have, nothing stands in her way. Nothing, that is, except 103 miles, countless stinging jellyfish, and sea salt which will swell her tongue and rub her skin raw.

Not to mention the sharks which make this stretch of ocean their playground. Nyad will be swimming for 60 straight hours, stopping every hour and a half to tread water for a few minutes while swallowing a mixture of predigested protein and an occasional bite of banana or peanut butter. She wants to be the first person to make the swim without a shark cage, so two men in kayaks will follow her with shark shields—neoprene rods that emit electrical waves to zap sharks if they come too close. The shield is not foolproof, however. Four shark divers with spears will also be nearby, ready to jump.

What attracted me to her story this morning? I'd like to say it was the commitment Diana Nyad is demonstrating in conquering the unconquered. I'd like to claim that I am interested in the historic and technological significance of her achievement. All of that is true enough. But the real reason I clicked first on the article was simple: she is swimming with sharks.))

Are you swimming with sharks this morning? I have been swimming with sharks this past week. I have had sharks at work, shark commentors, and the usual day to day shark things. Do as I have and name your sharks, give them to your King in faith, and ask him to empower you to fulfill your purpose today.