I’m going to “tattle-tale” on my husband.
It was last summer and
I sat on the patio holding my grandson as he napped in my arms. He had fallen asleep on me in the swimming pool again. This was the third time this summer.
As he and I rocked, I sat watching his older brother and “grandpa” play in the pool.
Grandpa had decided to give rides on a large raft that we have. He was spinning the raft around and around. All at once he gave an extra big spin to the raft and for a second got distracted by something else that caught his eye in the pool. I watched in horror as I saw my oldest grandchild fly from the raft into the pool. I screamed my husband’s name and he jumped into action as he realized that our two year old grandson was no longer safe upon the raft. He grabbed his little body up from his struggle in the three feet of water. Thankfully everything was fine. Our grandson knew enough to hold his breath. In fact, I don’t think he ever realized the danger he was in, but his grandpa did. For the next 30 minutes as they continued to play in the water I noticed that the raft was being pushed much more carefully and grandpa seemed to always have at least one hand on his grandsons leg at all times!
Fear can be crippling. We can believe lies that the enemy of our soul tells us and become crippled in this life.
But, there are also healthy fears. We know better than to go out too far in the ocean. We know to look both ways as we cross a street.
We need to also fear the Lord in a healthy way. His ways are just and right. He speaks truth and His ways are higher than ours. His opinion matters. We need to seek Him and fine-tune our own thinking to match His. Not the other way around. May His standards be our standard.
“Stand firm then with the belt of truth buckled around your waist”
“Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free”