I was talking to a friend yesterday about how God works and it occurred to me that it feels like a scene from one of the older Superman movies with Christopher Reeves. Okay, so I’m dating myself. For you young folks, here’s the scene.

Imagine flying over the city lights on a warm night holding on to Superman. You start out scared holding on for dear life and then gradually gain confidence. Stretching out your arms to feel the full force of the wind, then your grip loosens as you get caught up in the thrill of it all until finally, believing you have mastered the art of flight, you Let your grip slip from Superman’s safe hold and immediately begin plummeting to your death. Thankfully, it’s Superman and he flies down to rescue you and you vow never to let go again.

This is how I feel walking, or should I say flying, in faith. When I remember there’s nothing I can do without Christ, my grip is firm. I’m looking to His word, watching for His presence and waiting to hear His voice. Then when I get going and feel confidence in my situation, it’s easy to let my hold slip. That’s when a fall is inevitable. God gently reminds me all He needs is obedience and surrender. I must leave my desire to fly alone behind and focus on the heights I can sore holding firmly to Him.

My new picture (I’m a visual learner) is me flying with Jesus far above my world and the cares below. But I’m not just holding his hand, I’ve got my arms and legs locked on His leg like a two year old! After all the Bible says, we are to come to Him as a child!