Ruin and recovery are both from within.
That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.
For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.
~ Romans 10:9-10
My husband and I watched Jimmy Stewart in Charles Lindbergh for our Sunday movie night last night. I knew some of the story because he was a hero of my dad’s, who listened to the flight on a crystal set when he was a boy.
I had not paid close attention to the faith aspect of the story as much until yesterday. “Lindy” had given flying lessons to a priest who was, apparently a terrible student. The one thing he took away from the relationship was that the priest had a prayer for everything, including takeoffs, landings, and all between. The priest sent him a St. Christopher medal to wear with him on his flight. He left it behind when he got ready to go. A friend slipped it into his lunch bag.
Lindbergh got into trouble while he was out there over the Atlantic. After he got through it, he took out a sandwich and found the medal wrapped around it. His faith was awakened. When he got to Paris, the lights were blazing, the crowds were swarming, he couldn’t quite figure out where the runway was, and then looked at the medal, recalled his friend the priest, and tried to recall his landing prayer. He opened his mouth and what came out was, “Oh God, please help me.”
We are, each of us on a journey, and we meet some wonderful folks and some not so wonderful folks along the way. They all shape our steps, our way, our mental state as we negotiate mountains, tough terrain, thick air, the dark.
If you can manage “God, please help me.” when you are in a tough spot, just before the victory (which of course is there, but veiled when we are in the throes of peril,) then you are in a good place.
Today, may the God of all creation be with you on your journey. May you recognize His help as you fly along.
Because of Him,