Have you ever had those moments in your life, when the world stops spinning? I'm sure many people would say when they had a tragedy happen, when they were going through a divorce or lost a loved one is when their world lost momentum. In moments of tragedy and pain the world seems to actually spin faster for me, like I can't get a grasp on the daily hum of life while dealing with grief in a healthily way. Usually I either feel like the world is spinning at its normal go-with-the-flow pace or it is as if the world is a basketball being spun on top of the finger of a Harlem Globetrotter. And if the world seemed like either one of these ways to me now, I think I could rest easy knowing it's the normal everyday spin cycle, but I can't quite figure it out. Maybe the world is just frozen from the single digit weather we've been experiencing, but whatever it is I'm not sure I like it so much.
I guess if I had to put a name to a less familiar face I would call this stagnant world, fear. I've travelled this road before. It's all too similar to past expeditions, yet with different road blocks. However, there doesn't seem to be a simple fix with different turns to take for a different outcome. I know the outcome, just not the process in which to get there. I can't just hurdle over the median, I seem to have to fight my own inner battle through learning, observation, and a little stumbling! A confident heart can lose interest at the first sight of stumbling. So do you continue without the world spinning with you, or do you wait for the world to spin again?
I guess it doesn't matter if it's spinning or never again to budge, but rather whose hands your world is in! A piano at my figure tips is simply just a song, but at the figure tips of Mozart it's a beautiful symphony. A word spoken from my lips is just a breath, but from the lips of Christ a life saving message. A paint brush in my hand is a stick figure, but in the hands of Picasso, a masterpiece. A staff in my hands could assist me through some tough terrain, but in the hands of Moses could part a raging sea! Five loaves of bread and two fish in my hands is only a sandwich that I probably wouldn't even eat, but in the hands of Christ is food for a generation. Nails in my hand would probably be put back in the toolbox, but nails in the hands of Christ is eternal life, the greatest gift you could ever be given.
So even in my unknown world in its unknown state, I place my world in His hands. For only he can make it spin again!
Psalm 37:5-6 "Commit your way to the Lord; trust in him and he will do this: He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn, the justice of your cause like the noonday sun."
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