The Wind of Heaven

For several years now I have tried to learn to trust in God’s provision.  Of course, for most of my life I have had very few unmet needs, or even wants for that matter.  But I have had a few needs the last few years that I found were in many ways genuinely out of my control.  I faced significant athletic injuries in college that I never faced in high school—injuries that often recurred and took eons to heal.  Most recently I have spent months preparing for the LSAT, which I take this Saturday.  I can dutifully spend all the time in the world preparing, but I’ve found that on an annoyingly large number of occasions my brain has just not absorbed certain mechanics of the test.

And I wonder, what if I don’t heal?  What if I don’t fully comprehend grouping logic games by test day?  What if I don’t get the score I need for my dreams to come true?  Can I trust in God’s provision?

In moments like these I have mired myself in the rut of self pity hoping that God will pull through (and forgetting all the times He already has), but otherwise feeling like I’m helplessly in free fall just waiting for God to catch me.

I was feeling this way several weeks ago when it suddenly struck me afresh that I am a child of the Most High God, that I can approach the throne of grace boldly, and that I am already more than blessed. 

I’ve been reading through Isaiah lately (so good!), and one of my favorite parts is Chapter 40.  Near the end, the prophet declares, “They who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”  What you don’t see in these images is the wind.  The wind lifts the eagle’s wings; the wind fills the runner’s lungs.  So often we don’t notice the power that would lift us if we would just flap our wings or if we would just breathe deeply.

I don’t need to be drug through the Valley of the Shadow of Death.  I can walk.  In fact I can mount up and soar like the eagle because the Lord is the wind beneath my wings.

I’m flying into the dawn of a glorious future.  It’s mine for the taking!  So, LSAT shmelsat!