My kids got a book for Christmas that has had me really thinking lately. It’s called “The Man Who Walked Between The Towers” by Mordicai Gerstein. It’s the true story of a French aerialist, Philippe Petit, who on August 7, 1974 secretly strung a cable between the Twin Towers in New York City under the cover of night, and during the daylight spent almost an hour walking, dancing, and performing tricks a quarter of a mile above the city on that wire.
I’m not that daring. And for that matter, I’m afraid of heights.
Officers rushed to the roofs of the towers.
“You’re Under arrest!” they shouted through bullhorns.
Philippe turned and walked the other way.
Who would come and get him?
For almost an hour, back and forth,
he walked, danced, ran, and knelt in a salute upon the wire.
He even lay down to rest.
The city and harbor spread beneath him.
The sky surrounded him. Seagulls flew under and over.
As long as he stayed on the wire he was free.
In the past 24 hours, I’ve gotten news that my dear friend’s cancer has spread, and then that a 14-year-old girl from within our community at church has taken her own life. My heart is so heavy.
I called my sweet friend, Sarah Mae, this morning in a mess of tears and just cried and grasped for answers that I don’t have. Why do babies die? Why do mommies get sick? Why is innocence stolen? When Lord, will you come?
God has big things swirling in my life right now for the glory of his Kingdom….His Kingdom here and now that he’s expanding more over the earth. I’m a part of these things he’s doing. You’re a part of these things. And, I’m under no illusion that doing great things for the Kingdom makes me safe. In fact, being dangerous for Jesus makes us dangerous to the schemes of the enemy. So when a cloud of darkness starts swirling near me as this year begins, I know it’s meant to make me fearful. It’s meant to make me anxious about leaving my family for 10 days to travel halfway around the world for Kingdom work. It’s meant to make me anxious about Allume details and organizational minutia. It’s meant to strike fear and doubt and trepidation. And in some ways, it does….that much works. My heart beats fast and I get anxious when I think about it all too long.
But I can’t put my head in the sand and ignore it. I won’t allow it to rule me. I won’t let the fear paralyze the work that God has for me to do. I will fight it.
It doesn’t matter what’s over me, or under me, or waiting on the other side. And when I stay on the wire that is strong, and secure, and above it all…when I remain in Jesus….then I am free.
Friends, would you commit to praying for my upcoming trip? Would you pray for a hedge of heavenly protection around me and my family? Would you pray for the families in my community who are struggling right now? My littlest is having surgery tomorrow morning too to have his tonsils out, would you pray over that as well? And would you pray for my focus to be on Jesus? For my heart to remember that my safety and security are found in Him. In Him we are free.
So Jesus said to the Jews who had believed him, “If you abide in my word, you are truly my disciples, and you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.” – John 8:31-32
For freedom Christ has set us free; stand firm therefore, and do not submit again to a yoke of slavery. – Gal 5:1
*Picture credit from the book, “The Man Who Walked Between The Towers” by Mordicai Gerstein; Video: “We Are Free” by Aaron Shust