dancing underneath me like John Travolta in
Saturday Night Fever
- shaking hard left and right.
Please no speed wobbles,
too late.My body slammed down hard against the water. I was moving so fast that the normallysoft and forgiving water felt rock hard. It was like smashing into pavement from two stories up.All the air in my lungs burst out of my mouth as salt water rushed into my nose and dripped inthe back of my throat. The weight of a Volkswagen Bug was dropped on the back of my head,and I was pushed downwards into the dark and turbulent water below. Down, down, down Iwent. It felt like I had been pushed down at least forty feet before I slammed against the sharpreef on the bottom, was pulled back up again by the surge, and then once again sucked into theraging waterfall which brought me back down to where I had just come from. My lungs burned. Ineeded air.I thrashed from one direction to another like a rag doll in a violent washing machine - partially of my own accord because I am panic stricken and desperate to breath, partially becausethe waters violent movement is much, much stronger than I am. I have no idea which way is up,and even if I did it wouldn’t do me much good as I am trapped and powerless. I am at the mercyof the beast that holds me. I need air.
My head tingled, and the blackness that consumed me began to lighten. Everything became white as I raced into the bright, bright light. The world around me slowed. The violentshaking faded away as everything became calm.
I was suffocating.
I thought to myself: “This is it. Get ready to meet God. Be at peace and let Jesus intoyour heart so you can go to heaven. I’m ready God. Take me.”My lungs seared as cold air rushed in, and then another wave hit me sending me back down below again. I was shaken so violently that I could have lost a filling and would never