I hate to admit this, but I am forever falling down. I can trip on the crack in the sidewalk or have the tiniest pebble roll my ankle and BOOM! down I go. And mind you, it is the most ungraceful thing to watch. My family wonders if there is something wrong with me—vertigo perhaps. I think it is just lack of coordination because usually I have something I am carrying in my arms and not paying attention to where I am walking.
The thing about me falling is I don’t drop the item I am holding onto. I just cling to that thing for dear life. I. Don’t. Let. Go.
We all have something we hold onto, trinket or heirloom from a loved one that is no longer here, a favorite pair of earrings, that ratty old sweatshirt that should have been tossed two years ago. Something that gives us comfort.
And we think if we discard those items, we won’t have anything to hold onto. Oh, but dear ones, we do.
We have the Author of Hope to hold on to. Jesus Christ. He is faithful. He won’t let us fall when we trip on the sidewalk crack or step on a tiny pebble. All we have to do is hold unswervingly—staying on the neatly groomed path He has provided for us—not going willy-nilly on the rabbit trails that lead nowhere.
Let us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for He who promised is faithful. Hebrews: 10:23 (NIV)
Kim Blain 