Last Breath

https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2025/mar/04/bottom-north-sea-running-out-air-no-hope-rescue

Dearest,

I stumbled onto the documentary version of this story last night and counted myself blessed that I could watch a YouTube clip about the story with the crucial information that he survived.

Many dive stories do not have such relief-washed denouements.

It is hard to see just “lucky” when Lemons’ story seems to be awash with signs of miraculous interventions.

He did not get shredded by the manifold.

He was able to locate the manifold in profound darkness.

His body was moving in ways that signaled to others that he was still alive when he was already unconscious.

He was revived with two rescue breaths.

He sustained no brain damage.

He is, whatever else you might say, a full medical miracle.

Yet this story hinges on many miracles—the men on the boat, manual overrides, training in a crisis, the efficacy of the ROV, the race against time.

You want, we all need, someone who keeps searching for us when hope seems lost.

Mark 5:38-43 KJV
[38] And he cometh to the house of the ruler of the synagogue, and seeth the tumult, and them that wept and wailed greatly. [39] And when he was come in, he saith unto them, Why make ye this ado, and weep? the damsel is not dead, but sleepeth. [40] And they laughed him to scorn. But when he had put them all out, he taketh the father and the mother of the damsel, and them that were with him, and entereth in where the damsel was lying. [41] And he took the damsel by the hand, and said unto her, Talitha cumi; which is, being interpreted, Damsel, I say unto thee, arise. [42] And straightway the damsel arose, and walked; for she was of the age of twelve years. And they were astonished with a great astonishment. [43] And he charged them straitly that no man should know it; and commanded that something should be given her to eat.

That Divine Motherboard

My father was a helicopter pilot. That meant that from a young age, I was familiar with what a helicopter cockpit looked like.

I remember distinctly being very young and having a nightly prayer sesh. I fully acknowledged (at that time) that God had A LOT of buttons and levers to man in order to keep the universe clicking.

He therefore could not be expected to respond personally to me.

Wrong.

Turns out He is Omni-everything and can respond to each individual supplicant while keeping breath in our lungs and making baby turtles adorable.

In fact, the opposite is true. It is not God who is too busy to respond to us, it is we who become too concerned with the buttons and levers of our busy lives to wrest the time from it all

To be still and know

That He is God

And we are loved

Beyond measure.

John 20 and 21