The old saying, when God closes a door, He opens a window. It sounds good, feels good…until you realize the window is on the twenty-sixth story of a tall building and He’s asking you to jump out!!!
That’s about where I am right now. I’m standing at the balcony of a twenty-sixth story window. A window opened by God. I wasn’t strong enough to open it myself. I’m looking over the edge. I see the excitement of flying. And I feel the terror of falling. It’s this terror of falling that gives me that sense that this must be from God.
That’s the way it is with God.
Without faith it is impossible to please God.
I know I can’t fly. As I look out this window, and I contemplate jumping out, the only hope for survival I have is if God intervenes. If somehow, He comes under me, and carries me through the air to the finish line. That’s what faith is. It’s not acting on what we know. It is not seeing the way, but walking through the windows God opens anyways.
Perhaps the old saying is true, God often opens windows. Maybe we miss them though. What we see from our little perch is a nice view. What God wants is an act of faith.
What surprises me the most at this juncture is the humongous crowd gathered behind me chanting “Jump! Jump! Jump!” I sincerely thought when I told them that I was looking out this open window that everyone would intervene and pull me away from the danger. That’s my gut instinct. Run from risk.
What do these people see? Obviously not me floundering already with my three little ones. Perhaps what they see has nothing to do with me. Perhaps what they see is the hand of God opening the window. Who knows. But they are there. And I trust that they will be on the ground to catch me if I fall as well.
Thankfully, the implications of the plunge I am taking are not quite as dire as stepping out of a 26 story window. No, for me, I take a few classes, and either I pass them and get a degree, or I fail them and live with the knowledge that I tried. But at this moment, I feel like I’m on that balcony ledge, looking over. I hope I fly.
He gives strength to the weary
and increases the power of the weak.
Even youths grow tired and weary,
and young men stumble and fall;
But those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles,
They will run and not grow weary,
They will walk and not be faint.