Saturday, September 15, 2012
Taking a Stand on SeeSaws
Remember the ups and downs of playing on a seesaw? It was fun.... as long as the sides were balanced. Otherwise, you got stuck dangling in the air or bound to earth with your knees and hips bent at impossible angles. If you were alone, did you ever stand in the middle and see if you could keep it level?
Ever since my concussion, I've been wobbly. Jim Peterson teases me, saying, "I pulled a Cathy Hake today." Translation: "I fell."
I now use either a cane or a walker, and the doctor ordered "Balance training" for me this week. It got me thinking a lot about what balance is.... what it isn't... and when/where it is most important.
Even in my prime, I would have broken my neck trying to ride one of those neat old penny farthing bicycles. Its predicessor, the pedestrian curricle, might have been fun and safer. Neither was considered proper for a lady, though. Again, proof that God knew which century would be a good fit for me.
Once upon a time, arms outstretched, I'd walk down railroad tracks. I wouldn't try that anymore, but I'd certainly enjoy taking a train trip. The last one I took started in Amsterdam and went halfway across Europe. Just think: Riding gave me sights and memories that I cherish years later. I didn't need balance for that at all!
There is balance in life; there is also a balance to life. The Bible tells of it beautifully. lyrically, in the third chapter of Ecclesiastes:
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: 2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; 3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; 4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; 5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gatherstones together a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; 7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; 8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
Things are see-sawing in the world around us. In our homes and churches, we find love and peace. On the news, we see hatred and war in a magnitude never known before. This week has been horrifying as events unfolded.
Regardless of storms, shifting sands, fires, wars and rumors of wars, He is unchanging. We can hide ourselves in the cleft of the rock, and He will cover us there with His hand.
In the meantime, I'll use a cane, go to balance training, and--most importantly---ground myself in the Word and go to church.
As a child, I'd seesaw. Now, I'll stand on the Centerpoint because only there can we find rest.