There be mountains out there which I find lovely unless I’m flying over them in a small airplane.
Instead of embracing the spectacular birds-eye view, and trusting the person who’s flying, I squeeze my eyes shut. Cowering beneath my jacket, I hold my breath waiting till we get to the other side.
Even now, when my husband suggests flying somewhere, I ask him, “Will there be mountains?” Living on the west coast, it’s hard to avoid them.
I prefer flying over the Sacramento Valley where the flat land is an earthen tapestry of rice fields and almond orchards. Cattle graze on carpets of green grass, and Interstate 5 stretches for miles like a runway. If need be, we could land the plane without too many bumps.
Given the choice, I’d rather stay in the peaceful valley, but even in life…there be mountains.
Sweet moments in life might be called a Mountain-Top Experience like the breath-taking, ethereal beauty that comes after an uphill hike when we’re standing on top of the world.
But there are also treacherous mountains where the trees don’t grow and the steep elevation seems insurmountable. Only, our circumstances leave us no choice but to go up and over. Not knowing if we’ll survive the experience of….
- Death of a Dear One.
Whether the mountainous problem looming before us is 5,000 feet high or a 14,000 peak….how should we respond?
- Cower in denial like an ostrich hiding his head in a hole?
- Pull back into our shells like a frightened turtle?
- Forge ahead faithfully, one step at a time?
Fear—and a lack of trust—is my first response whether I’m flying in the mountains or facing life. I wonder if I’ll ever change. However, I did something on my last flight that changed my perspective.
As we took off towards the hills, I closed my eyes to avoid looking down and listened to Christian music on my iPod. Only this time, I meditated on the Biblical Truths behind the lyrics.
- Does Jesus love me?
- Is His grace sufficient?
- Will He forsake me?
- Is God sovereign?
- Can I trust Him?
I thought about the geography of my life: Sunny beaches and lush meadows interspersed with barren deserts, hazardous mountains, and the vally of the shadow of death.
The ONE constant navigator and comforter in my life is Jesus. He never disappoints.
When I embraced that truth, and everthing I know to be true about God’s character and my relationship with Him, the fear vanished. My body relaxed knowing His Spirit is present within me. I opened my eyes and beheld the wonder of His creation.
Knowing even in this…no matter what “this issue” happens to be in my life….
“I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; from where shall my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth” (Psalm 121:1,2).