TITLE: Losing My Grip
By Teresa Collins
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I sat there waiting with beads of sweat beginning to form on my forehead.
My hands getting clammy as my heart started to pound.
The wait seemed like an eternity.
The panic was starting to rise up in me.
I wanted to change my mind.
Then it started to move.
Slowly climbing I concentrated on the clicking sound, it seemed to distract me for a moment. I could feel the gravity pulling me back hard in my seat.
It’s too late now, I thought.
I closed my eyes and said a little prayer.
There were people all around me and yet I felt so all alone in my fear.
I was brave enough to peek and realized we were almost there.
I thought I would faint or be sick and then I caught a glimpse of the breathtaking view. All of a sudden it felt like the bottom had just dropped out, we were headed straight down at such a fast speed I couldn’t even scream.
Terrified, my knuckles turning white, I was frozen in place.
Why did I do this?
Just relax and have fun, I tried to convince myself.
I wanted to close my eyes and wait for it to end but it was impossible. My eyes were fixed as if I had to watch my doom. Twists, turns, loops…I felt like I was losing my grip as I would briefly come out of my seat.
Tears start streaming down my cheeks as I sat in His presence and begin to pray. You know He is in control and everything is going to work out for the good regardless of how it looks.
Finally, it slowed down and came to a stop.
Exhausted and breathless, I’m safe.
I was amazed that I did it but was glad it was over.
You feel the sweat start to form on your forehead, your hands get clammy and your heart starts to pound as you move through trouble or change.
You feel the gravity of this world pulling you back hard to your comfort zone as the spirit tries to take you higher to a stronger place.
You close your eyes and say a little prayer.
There are people all around you and yet you feel so all alone in your fear.
The panic starts to set in.
You hear the Lord saying it’s going to be ok.
This distracts you from the pain and confusion for a moment.
Then you allow yourself to peek at the problem and the hope fades.
How did you get into this mess?
You refocus on the Lord and get a glimpse of His awesome power.
All of a sudden it feels like the bottom drops out of your life.
You continue to hold tight to your Lord, your knuckles turning white, keeping your eyes on Him.
You cannot sing or praise and it is even hard to pray at times.
Mountaintops, valleys and back again, you feel like you would lose your grip as you briefly sink in despair.
You feel stuck in the wilderness, terrified
Tears start streaming down your cheeks as you stand in His presence and begin to pray. You know He is in control and everything is going to work out for the good regardless of how it looks.
Exhausted and breathless you’re able to rest..
Every challenge holds the adventure of the unknown but with each one you are strengthened by going through it. You hold the victory as you finish the race, or ride, as you hold on tight and never give up.
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