My sister stood nervously on the ice, poised, ready to begin her routine that she had been preparing for for the last nine months. She was trying her best to stop herself from shaking, and, so far, hadn’t been so successful. Her skates were now perfectly laced, her dress had been designed to look like a princess’, only knee length and made of nylon instead of silk, her hair had been done up in a gorgeous, braided bun, and her make up served only to accentuate her naturally beautiful features. The only thing, she knew, that wasn’t perfect was her confidence. She was scared, and she didn’t know if she could go through with the routine without falling at least a couple of times. Yet, despite all the inner conflict going on inside of her, she raised her arms in dramatic fashion, asked God for strength, took a deep breath, and then the music began to play. The ice was her playground. Daniela knew that she may not win the gold, but had decided that, no matter what were to happen, she was going to simply do her best. God will always be in control of every situation we encounter in life.
God will never slip up and say, “Whoops! Missed that recital,” or, “I missed protecting that guy while he bungee jumped off the highest bridge in the world.” We, as a part of our human nature, tend to try to take control of scary circumstances in life. We want to have our hands on the steering wheel of life. We want to be in control of what we do, where we go, and where we stay. Yet, as Christians, we need to relinquish all rights to the driving of the vehicle that represents our lives.
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