I’m reeling under several simultaneous blows – the overdose death of an acquaintance, a struggling child, news of another mass shooting. Underlying it all, the knowledge that the tempo of violence is increasing.
Where is God when the world is a spinning mess like this? What is a powerless person to do in the face of overwhelming evil?
I was lamenting the state of affairs to God this morning, and he brought back to me a scene in which I saw the simple answer.
It was early October, and the warm southern sunshine belied the date. With children in tow, my husband and I approached the Fun House at Fox Farm, a popular local fall attraction famous for hayrides, corn mazes, and pumpkins.
I climbed three stairs and entered the dark building at the open side where two narrow boards with railings formed the walkway. Inside the building was a cylindrical tube like an enormous paper towel core. Painted dark blue with sparkling stars, the tube encircled the path, rotating around me in a whirl of lights and distorted peripheral vision.
I immediately lost my balance and fell against the rail, trying to find which direction was upright as the horizon rotated from my right to my left at dizzying speed.
Only a moment passed before I realized it was the visual effect of the spinning around me that made me lose my balance. The path under my feet was unchanging, the rail supporting and protecting me from a fall.
The second time I crashed into the rail, I closed my eyes, effectively shutting out the whirling horizon. Without any sight to be distorted, I stood, and feeling for the handrails, blindly shuffled my way along the board path and out into the sunshine.
When my husband stumbled his way out, we had a good laugh and moved on, but I was disconcerted by the simplicity of the trick which completely disabled my brain and balance. Maybe that’s why I remembered the incident.
And why it came back this morning.
The world and its evil are spinning and swirling with such speed and intensity my brain and heart have trouble adapting. Evil seems to come from every direction, and we as a Body are off balance. We stumble, lamenting, making no progress toward the sunshine outside.
God is our railing. He keeps us from falling. He guides us out of the spinning swirl if we will simply close our eyes, grab on to him, and step out blindly, trusting he has laid a path beneath our feet.
Maybe that’s what it means when the Bible says, “We walk by faith, and not by sight.” (2 Cor 5:7)
Simplicity, confidence, peace, patient endurance – words which explain how a Christian lives in these upheaved times. We have a God who will guide us through.