In 1940 a great high wire artist was putting on a performance over Niagara Falls. A cable had been stretched from Canada to the US. He started from the Canadian side and was crossing to America. In front he was pushing a wheelbarrow. One foot at a time he crossed the wire, below millions of tons of water were crashing over the falls. The artist with nerves of steel pushes his wheelbarrow across. As he reaches the American side wild cheers were sent up, drowning out the roar of the great falls. He stood alone on the platform, hands raised high, and yelled to the crowd below. “Do you believe I can do it again?” The crowd went into a frenzied roar. He yelled again, “Do I have a volunteer to ride in the wheelbarrow?” All you could hear was the roar from the falls, the crowd was silent.
A lot of Christians believe God, but they are afraid to trust their lives to Him. How sad. Imagine what a wild ride they will miss. Jesus’ hands on the wheelbarrow, taking us high above life’s problems, the rest of the crowd looking up, wishing. Just wishing.
I remember a picture I had in my office several years ago. It showed an adorable kitten with a panicked look on its face, claws from all four paws frantically gripping a couple of knots in a rope. The caption said, “When you reach the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.”
Life can be that way often, can’t it? I have found a very special knot to hang on to in those times. My Knot has also been called the Rock. Psalm 18:2 says, “The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.” This is a rock that will never crumble, never fall away, never fail me. I am so grateful to have my Rock in my life, especially when the hard times come. I can tie myself to that Knot, that Rock, and hang on until the storm passes. I hope that you also have this Rock in your life, because storms will come.
Submitted by: Christina