“With all these things in mind, dear brothers and sisters, stand firm and keep a strong grip on the teaching we passed on to you both in person and by letter.”
2 Thessalonians 2:15
“Look at me! Look at me! Teacher, look what I can do!”
First one and then another zip across the monkey bars like pros.
And then I hear a thump.
There is a moment of indecision. Will they cry? Are they hurt?
Then back they go.
“Look what I can do!”
Good thing those bars aren’t very far off the ground…
As any adept monkey-barrer worth her salt knows, success lies in the grip.
Warm fall day in the sunshine? Great conditions.
Thirty below zero in thick mitts?
Not so much.
You and I could learn a thing or two from these little monkeys.
Some days that grip on truth comes easy. It is a warm fall day in full sunshine, so to speak.
But others are more like that frigid day – the truth feels slippery. It’s hard to pin it down while wearing mittens of failure or discouragement or grief. There will be times that we slip up and slip off. There will be thumps. We may find the truth hard to hold onto.
But we need to get back up and try again. Reset the grip, start over.
Will we get callouses?
Sticking to what is right may come at a cost. But it is the only way to stay focused on the end goal of living as Jesus did.
Grab on with gusto with me?
Father, thank You that Your truth is the way across the dry desert of life. Help us to learn to hold on tightly to what You have promised. Remind us that when our grip is hard to maintain that when we fall, we can get back up and try again with Your help. Amen.