Friday, May 18, 2007
Yesterday I took my mother shopping. She was unable to use the escalator and the elevator was out of order. A sales clerk suggested we use their "stock elevator". As the cage gates came down and the stock elevator began to rise, I watched the brick wall slowly moving in front of me and began to feel a little uncomfortable. I had been locked in a toy chest by a cousin when I was little and have worked really hard since 2005 memorizing Scripture so that I'm not troubled by normal elevators. Yesterday, however, for some reason seeing the wall moving made me even more aware of being trapped. I reminded myself that God was with me, that I did not need to fear, and I talked with my mother to keep my mind occupied. My heart did not race. I didn't become breathless. And I thanked God as we stepped off. Of course, after shopping we had to ride down again, but I did not have a problem. God is so good. He never leaves me nor forsakes me. How I love the way He remains faithful.