I remember one summer afternoon
painting the trim on our house and coming to a standstill because I
came to a place that I couldn't reach. It was the last eighteen
inches of the trim that went up to the peak of the roof. Being the
bright woman that I am (?), I decided that the only way I was going
to be able to finish my painting that day was to climb onto the roof.
So up I went, confidently scaling the roof until I reached the peak of the
house. I positioned myself right at the top so that I could dangle
myself over to finish my painting. Feeling rather proud of myself, I
lifted my head to check out the view. What I saw made my stomach
do a flip-flop! It was the great distance between me and the ground! I
had reached the peak alright but now I was paralyzed and hanging on
with all my fingers and toes! I closed my eyes and tried to think
what to do, since I was home alone. I could just imagine the fire
department coming to fetch me, with sirens blaring! I knew that
first they would have to pry my white knuckled fingers from the roof
because at this point I was trusting no one.
Alas I heard voices! It was the
neighbor boy going out to play but should I dare holler at him? I
was so embarrassed by this time, but finally, I got the courage to
call his name and ask him to get his mother. I have often wondered
what she thought of me as I lay on the roof motionless, afraid to
move and afraid to breathe! She wisely brought the ladder closer and
climbed up so that she could talk to me. Her voice was reassuring
but could I trust her? What experience had she had in getting people
off of roofs....SAFELY? Then she said something that was absolutely crazy! “Let go,
Jeanie! Trust me, you can do it!” I had no choice! Slowly, I
began to relax my steel grip on the roof and crawled down from my
perch, ever so cautiously. Besides thank you, I don't remember what all I said to my
neighbor and I still get red in the face when I think of that awful
experience. I do know that the neighbor moved shortly after that
day.
I thought of this as I struggled to
trust God with a situation that seemed impossible to me! I have
encouraged people plenty of times to trust God but now,I was having difficulty trusting him myself. I heard his encouraging voice
through scripture and as I prayed but could I loosen my steal grip
and trust him to handle it His way instead of mine? Did I have the courage to say, "Okay, your will be done, Lord! Finally, he
whispered to my soul, “Let go and trust Me”! I did let go and
again peace was mine.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding. Proverbs 3:5
P.S. I have never been on a roof since that day!
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