I remember taking a road trip when I was in high school to Hood River with my sister and one of her friends. While we were there, we attended a carnival that offered the usual trappings including the Ferris Wheel. Though I have never been one for thrill rides I, for reasons that escape me now, consented to ride it this time with my sister.
By the time we reached the top, my wet palms were clutching the bar , my eyes tightly shut, and I was screaming with all that I had within me. This was my (and my sister's) posture for several revolutions of the giant wheel. Exhausted, I finally stopped screaming, took a deep breath, and opened my eyes. A breathtaking, panoramic view of the area unfolded. As we descended, I found myself anticipating the next turn that would hoist me into the clouds to offer me more. I stretched my neck to see as a much, and as far as I could. And when the ride ended, I realized that it took me moving completely out of my comfort zone to gain a viewpoint unavailable to me from below.
Over the years, I have found this to be how God works in my life. While I enjoy feeling the earth firmly beneath my feet and the sense of security that it brings, when my Creator whispers to me that He has more for me, I long to sail into the clouds and catch a glimpse of the splendor that lies beyond the safety of where I currently stand. And as I obediently move in the direction of His calling, despite my apprehensions, he gives me the grace to withstand the ascent. He gives me hinds feet. (Habbakkuk 3:19)
Just imagine where God would take His people if we weren't afraid of heights.
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