I'm a day late with my Five Minute Friday post this week, but here it is at last.
The word we're writing on is STEADY.
My daughter and I took an overnight train trip last month. We enjoyed it, but the constant motion definitely took some getting used to. Eating, dressing, even brushing our teeth -- everything was harder to do on a moving train.
Walking the length of seven cars to reach the dining car, while the train rocked back and forth, was a particular challenge at first. The instinct is to stiffen your body and inch carefully along the corridor, holding the wall; but we soon discovered that the better way is to relax, keep your arms loosely out at your sides so as to be ready for sudden lurches, and move along as swiftly and smoothly as possible. But even then, it felt disorienting, especially stepping across those little passages between cars.
Everything would have been a LOT easier, actually, if the train hadn't been moving at all.
But wouldn't that defeat the purpose just a little bit? A train that didn't move wouldn't be a very efficient means of getting us to our destination. To get where we wanted to go, we had to be prepared to sacrifice steadiness for a while.
That's true in life, too. I'm the kind of person who values steadiness; I like the predictable and familiar. But I can't have motion and immobility at the same time. To move to a new place or stage, I have to be willing to put up with some unsteadiness.
That involves relying on a deeper stability that underlies the shifting motion of life: God's faithful, steady love for me.
"The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end.
They are new every morning;
Great is your faithfulness."
(Lamentations 3:22-23, ESV)