What’s Really Holding You Up?
A few weeks ago I was on a trail taking a jog. Beauty was all around from the trees to small waterfalls to boulders, but I noticed something and struck me as odd.
There was a very large rock on top of other rocks. Someone had lodged a long stick in there, barely bigger than a twig, so that it looked like the stick was holding up this giant rock.
There was no confusion on my part as to the origins of this anomaly. A person had come by and for whatever reason–being funny or boredom– they wedged it in there.
The thought did occur to me, “how many times have I thought my puny stick was holding everything together, keeping it from collapsing?”
Too many times to count.
Psychologists have a fancy name for our twigs: coping mechanisms. There is nothing wrong with them in general, but we don’t have to worry when they fail us.
The rocks that loom large, threatening to crush us, have no right to fall. They are being held by a force much stronger than my limited reasoning abilities and logical understanding. My Father has it all under control and I don’t have to worry.
He must find it fairly humorous as you and I protect our little sticks by fretting and keeping people away. We panic when we see the hints of weakness, but it’s needless and fruitless.
Therefore humble yourselves under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you. –1 Peter 5:6-7
The king is not saved by a mighty army; A warrior is not delivered by great strength.
A horse is a false hope for victory; Nor does it deliver anyone by its great strength. –Psalm 33:16-17
…It is I who speak in righteousness, mighty to save. –Isaiah 63:1
Your job isn’t holding you up. Your family can’t keep the weight from crushing you. Your money in the bank can’t save you from every trial. Your connections and influence won’t keep you safe. Everything threatens, but those whose trust is in the Lord will not be shaken (Psalm 125:1).
Just a reminder and an encouragement for all of us. All those things we are so worried about are just sticks. They don’t hold any lasting significance and we can rest safely in His arms and love.
What do you think? What kind of ‘sticks’ have you used in your life? What helps you remember their proper place?