I'm becoming what I'm reaching toward

I saw a card once with an ocean of water and a hand sticking out grasping for something, anything. I assume it meant, "help, I'm over my head" or something. Well, I have been reaching for Someone for over 30 years now. It is a constant stretching. Once I reach the point I was meant to reach, I grab on, rest, then the hand moves further away. Again, I move toward it, always reaching in the same direction. If I waver, I can't see the hand I'm to grab. Just like Peter on the water, he started to sink when he looked away. No matter what the circumstance, we have to constantly reach in the correct direction. God's hand never goes too far, but he wants us to stretch. Our faith needs stretching or it never will be enough.

When I think I'm going under, part the waters Lord, when I feel the waves around me calm the sea. When I cry for help, oh hear me Lord, and hold out your hand.