Why power, fuels the way.
“Help!” He cried out. Arms flaring, head just above water. “Help! I need help!” The cry escalated.
The conditions were rough that day. High seas. Strong winds. And swift currents. Yet none of it mattered when a cry for help broke the sound barrier of the crashing waves.
Everyone’s heads were turning. North. South. East. West. The voice was hard to pinpoint due to the conditions. The bobbing head was a challenge to locate between the incoming sets. Nonetheless, once the person was zeroed in on the why power rose above the elemental forces.
We moved towards him like we had all the energy in the world. We paddled, dove under, bobbed above, and kept our eyes on our target. When we got to him, the panting, yet grateful, teary eyed man clung to our boards. By the grace of a higher power we managed to get him to the shore.
My point is not to express a heroic story. My point is… when there is a strong why, anything is possible, despite the conditions. Why power, fuels the way.
Whats your why?