I really love roller coasters. One of the best gifts of my life was when my wife sent me to Cedar Point in Ohio by myself and said, “enjoy!” A full day of riding a dozen plus coasters again, and again. It was bliss.
However, when the roller coaster exists more in an “emotive” state than a “70 mph on a steel track” state, the enjoyment plummets into a free fall–and not the fun kind.
This week had its fair share of high highs, and low lows. But as I recapped each day, I realized very quickly that through the hills and valleys, one thing remained constant: God’s presence.
Carving a straight line right through the middle of the hills, his constant attention to detail, his calm and focused voice–speaking right into my fears and anxiety alongside my joys and celebrations–reminded me he was walking alongside me, behind me and even in front of me every step along the way.
This week, you are I are going to encounter some hours, maybe some days, of screaming down hill. We may experience that anxiety of climbing back up. And hopefully, there will be moments where you can throw your hands up, and just enjoy being on the ride with a stupid big grin on your face. But wherever you wind up, look all around you for signs that God is holding your hand tight, seated next to you and along for the ride.
Have a great week! –Kevin