Zip Lining with Jesus
From the moment I sat down in the specially designed tractor that took us on a steep vertical climb up a forested mountain, to the second I heard the “clacky clack” of the chains attached to the tractor and the truck, there lurked one thing on my mind: “Lord, what am I doing?”
My husband and I, along with our dear friends Jarrod and Dee Lemmons, found ourselves embarking on an exciting tour through Costa Rica with an up close view at an incredible lush tropical forest. It promised spectacular views of Herradura Bay and the Gulf of Nicoya, opportunities to see and meet native toucans, scarlet macaws, and white-headed monkeys, and commentary from an expert guide on our thrilling zip line tour.
Our husbands immediately seized the opportunity to be Tarzan. Dee and I opted out. So they purchased tickets to zip between the trees of the tropical forest and to enjoy spectacular views of the coast. The company tried to convince us to join them. They said we could ride up the mountain with our husbands and go down one platform. If we liked it and wanted to continue, we could pay at the end of the ride. Sounded fair, right?
However, they failed to inform us that you actually needed to make the “go-no-go” decision before you zipped on the first platform. The tractor returned back down the mountain once everyone disembarked. The only way to return was to zip your way down. Panic set in due to my fear of heights. The tractor ride up riveted my nerves, now my stomach churned. After much coaxing, they assured Dee and I of the safety and convinced us that we could do this. Our husbands agreed to sandwich us between them—one would zip first and the other last. How that would help us if we plunged down in the middle, I’ll never understand.
Jarrod zipped, then Dee. My turn came. Hesitation set in. Because no safety net existed, and I lacked insight to what lay below me and before me, it took a lot of praying that the cables would hold. It boiled down to my trust. I finally let go and I zipped. I felt exhilarated and liberated. I absolutely loved it… though I hated the wait between the zips, standing and hugging large tree trunks and looking down into bottomless pits. To be honest, it scared me to death. But the freedom to let go and enjoy the ride proved priceless!
I thought about how we trust man-made cables and wires to zip us across dangerous terrain with no real assurance that they won’t break. We base our decisions on the promises of men who fail even with their best efforts. Yet, we don’t trust the Lord who holds our lifeline. He never fails and He will never drop us.
We simply fail to trust Jesus to zip us from day to day, week to week, month to month and year to year. But if we ever really start zip lining with Jesus, trusting Him completely and letting go, we will experience the most exhilarating ride of our lives. He promises an exciting adventure through this world with an up close view of Him. Breathtaking and spectacular views of His creation bring opportunities to see and meet new adventures every day. He desires to hold the cable of our lives so we can just enjoy the ride.
So this Thanksgiving as you ponder over the goodness of God, thank Him for His zip line. “Lord, as you zip me through the forests of my life, you are my harness, safety net, and eyes. You are all the cable I need to hold me as I journey through this adventure called life. Help me to trust you completely. ”
I don’t know about you, but zip lining with Jesus is a never-ending adventure. He assures my safety and His cables of love will always hold me. I don’t need coaxing to zip with Him. Why? Simply…