Fear of Heights!

We just got back from youth camp! I had such an amazing time. Paintball-I did it, Ropes course-I did it, Extreme sports-did it! But what I'm most proud about is the ropes course. 2 years ago when we went to this camp, I only did the rockwall, and I didn't get very far, so it was no biggie. But this year I faced my fears and did something amazing. I climed a pole about as high up as a telephone pole, then crawled on my hands and knees across to another pole where I stood up and walked across a wire, to another set of poles that I crawled across. Once I was done with that I was hooked to the zip line and went soaring! I'm writing this like it was no big deal, but I was terrified the whole time. Of course, I'm going to be corny and make a connection to my relationship with God. Even though I knew I was harnessed in and that I wasn't going to fall, I just couldn't bring myself to trust that one rope or the person who was holding it. It has a lot to do with my independence I'm sure. If you want to trust someone, or make sure that you are safe you can only trust yourself. and that is true a lot of times with my relationship with God. I feel so much that I have to rely on myself to get things done. But I came to realize that in the end, it was all okay, and that I had no reason to fear anything. And God does the same for us! He has us the whole time, but we just don't trust the rope or the person holding it.