As the blustery winds pushed me through the doorway, I caught my breath. My inside- out umbrella made me chuckle as I thought of another windy day.
My husband, seven year old son and I were all strapped together on the edge of a speedboat zooming over 50 miles per hour. As the rope and sails hoisted us up 700 feet above the Atlantic, we saw the endless ocean. It was so beautiful. Then I looked down at the skipper and his mate. I felt a huge lump in my throat as I realized that we didn’t know too much about this “dynamic duo.” They looked so young. I couldn’t believe that we had put our life in their hands. We were literally flying by the seat of our pants.
Of course, the worrywart self that I am, I calmed down just long enough to enjoy the view and make it back to the boat (and yes, I did kiss the ground).
Whoops, how many times have I just gone ahead and done something in good faith and then found myself in a predicament? What if I had taken time to pray, research and reflect on more of my big decisions? What if instead of a quick prayer to consult God, I patiently waited for his response? Would I enjoy more peace and less fear? Was I ready to move into a deeper, more trusting, relationship with the Lord?
Sometimes it’s so hard to trust a God that I can’t see. I get tired from this whole thing that we call life. Once in a while, it even feels as though I’m flying solo.
It’s a good thing that faith doesn’t rely on fluctuating feelings. God is still God. He is always with me.
Ps 31:14 “(But) I trust in you, O Lord; I say, You are my God.”