I am alone.

It is 11:30 at night. I am floating. It is dark, it is silent. I am submerged in water up to my chin. It is cold; there is a breeze blowing across my face chilling me to the core. My eyes slip shut.

I am alone.

I take a deep breath and let it out. I slip below the horizon and into the depths. It is darker, colder and more silent. I am lying at the bottom. I can feel its roughness against my legs, back, shoulders and arms to the very tips of my fingers.The water is leaching the warmth from every part of my body.

I am alone.

I open my eyes and look to the heavens. My vision is distorted. The sky beyond the surface has blurred into darkness. I feel a pain in my chest; I need oxygen. My lungs are screaming, blood is throbbing in my ears but I stay. At the last possible second I push off, ascend and break the still surface. I take in a lungful of cold, fresh air. I turn my glance heavenly again. The sky is glittering with stars; it's not so dark after all. I can hear the wind in the trees; its not so silent after all. The air is warm; its not so cold after all.

Above all I realize I am not alone; I never was.

He is always with me. Even when I am in the darkest times in my life where I feel most alone; He is with me. He pulls me out of the depths of darkness and despair. All I have to do is look to the heavens and Jesus brings me back to Him again.

I am not alone.

- Amy Huth -