I couldn’t resist it. There is hardly a time I ever can. I ran over to the rubber seat and jumped up. The chains clinked and pulled tight their interlocking arms as I sat down. My toes stretched to touch the ground and push off. Then in and out my legs extended. Quickly my body began to lift higher and higher and the ground pulled away only to come whooshing close again once more. Back and forth until I soared. The sunshine streamed down on me and the breeziness of my swinging motion left me feeling light and had me laughing. With my head thrown back, and a smile that rivaled the pendulum curve the swing was making in the air, I felt joy. I was so caught up in the delight of the experience that I forgot about the swing itself. I trusted the swing. Without a thought I had perched myself on the seat and allowed myself to go higher and higher with complete abandon. Had I been on that swing before? No, in fact I hadn’t even seen other people I know on that swing. It didn’t matter though because I had been on other swings and I knew how they worked. And so I felt free and safe. It makes me stop and wonder why I don’t trust Jesus more. You see because he has proved himself faithful again and again and he’s certainly nothing like a swing. He’s infinitely better. So much so that there is no comparison. Yet so often I don’t trust Him. I run up to him and then doubt whether or not he will hold me and not let me fall. And sometimes I feel like I’m falling but he has me the whole time. He’s saying come up higher. With him I’m not having to push and strive to go higher and deeper. He’s gently pushing me and giving me the momentum that I need. May Jesus give me faith like a child to trust him. To live with abandon in who he is. Full of joy and utter delight because I’m trusting completely.
UPDATE! $59,265.04 😀 How fast do you think we can get it to $60K?! Wanna donate 5 dollars to push it a little closer and ultimately bless one of the sweet kiddos in India? 🙂
I absolutely love to swing! There is something so freeing and childish that brings me right back to those days when someone had to help me up onto one and push me from behind. *Simply delightful
I found your comparison of our trust in a swing very applicable! Excellent post!
It is quite wonderful. 🙂 Yes, there is a childish glee about swinging!
Thanks for your encouragement Katrina. I really appreciate it.
This post is just perfect. I love how you compared your swinging with trusting in Jesus. I love to swing, so this really hit home with me. Thanks so much!
Congratulations on raising almost $60k!
Hugs,
Emily.
Thank you. 🙂 Jesus has been reminding me of this picture all week… xxx
When I’m the most depressed little person in the world, a swing always helps for just a moment. Feeling my toes at the end of the world and the breeze in my face, reminds me how beautiful life can be. . . Sometimes.
Kati one day when I was driving along feeling that way I made someone stop the car and before they knew what was happening I was racing across a park to swing on the swings. It does help but you’re right that it only goes so far in helping. We need something…someONE more. He makes life truly beautiful and without Jesus I’d be depressed all the time!