I learnt a valuable lesson from my son Ethan last night as we were clearing out the loft. I’m moving house in the next few weeks and one of the jobs I have to do is clearing out some very cluttered rooms. Only the loft, or attic, now remains and I have been spending the last few days up there empty box after box of old things.
A few nights ago I asked him if he wanted to come up and help me. He ventured up the ladder then froze in terror as he realised he was on a slightly rickety step ladder perilously close to the stairs on his right. Fear gripped him and he became extremely agitated and upset. Despite repeated assurances from me he wanted to come back down. That was fine of course.
Snap to last night. I am going to the loft again and he tells me he wants to join me. I told him, of course he doesn’t need to do that, I don’t want him to be upset or frightened. He insisted and I walked up a couple of steps behind him. He was determined to conquer his far and climb into the loft. I told him, “don’t look down” and “remember, I would never put you in a situation I thought was of danger” and “If anything happens, I am right behind you, and I will catch you”. When he clambered up into the loft he was jubilant and happy that he had conquered his fears.
The lesson I learned was not that you have to make a leap of faith as such but more that God will ALWAYS be there to catch you. This inspiration came to me at lunchtime today as I was driving to dispose of some rubbish at a local household waste site.
I thank God for reminding me what is important in life and how our children can teach us some important lessons about faith and life… oh, and also, he told me he prayed last night. I smiled in quiet satisfaction at what he said because I realised I am on my way to saving my first soul. I on my way to properly pleasing God.