"Faith is the heroic effort of your life, you fling yourself in reckless confidence on God. "
Like a suspended blue marble, earth spins in space, while we six billion souls cling to it like tiny magnets, wanting desperately for it to be solid and sure.
It. Is. Not.
From the rocks beneath our feet, to the governments over our heads, to the markets that buy and sell our livelihoods, nothing is immovable. It is all shifting sand and in times like these, we can't fool ourselves into thinking otherwise. We can scarcely turn our wide-eyed gaze from the rumbling and shifting landscape of our lives right now because the What-If's are looming large and threatening on the horizon.
Shall we wring our hands in despair and just keep staring? Shall we run in a panic to gather our families and our belongings and hold them tight? Shall we batten down the hatches and hope the ship can withstand the deluge?
Or . . .
. . . shall we take a flying leap of heroic faith?
I say we leave our perch on this perilous crag and lean out onto the wind where we can soar like eagles do!
I say we stop clinging to dusty rocks and know that the Rock of Ages is holding onto us!
I say we fling ourselves in reckless and joyous confidence onto Almighty God who is the only One worthy of our trust!
"but those who hope in the LORD
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;"
Isaiah 40:31a NIV
Even when we keep our feet on the ground, we can have confidence in God's power to uphold us:
"they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint."
Isaiah 40:31a NIV
Who will come and soar with me?
Is it really reckless if it is God who holds us?
How does it feel to trust yourself to God in the midst of turmoil?