I remember when our family would take off for Mammoth during Christmas break. My dad, being an avid skier, got us all started on skiing at the early age of 3. By age 8, I was tearing down black diamond runs. Interestingly enough, I did not mind skiing down practically vertical slopes, but I was terrified of a particular chairlift…Chair 23. The name still sends chills down my spine…
Dad: “Misa, come on, let’s go. We need to get on the chairlift otherwise we can’t ski the mountain.”
Me: “But, daddy, the chair scares me and I am afraid of falling off.”
Dad: “Nonsense, I got you.”
I begrudgingly moved to the chairlift and as soon as we got on it, my dad wrapped his arms around my shoulder and placed the pole like a seat belt in front of me. “You see, he said, “I have got you.”
I think back to how many times our Father in heaven sees our fear and wraps His arms around us and secures us where we are. So many times, I have feared falling, but like my dad, God has protected me each time.
How has God protected you from falling or wrapped His arms around you?