Niagara at 30,000 Feet

Several times, when making the drive from Massachusetts to Minnesota (or back the other way) I've stopped at Niagara Falls. It's not too far off I-90, so it's sort of on the way. The power and majesty of the falls is pretty impressive. I know some people have survived tumbling over the falls, but it still looks really dangerous and overwhelming.

Yesterday I saw Niagara Falls from 30,000 feet up. It's different from that perspective. You can see the river, upstream and down. And there are some little white ruffles above the falls where the rapids are. The water flows down, slips over the falls and continues on it's way. It's interesting. But it doesn't look dangerous.

You can probably guess where I'm going with this. Seen from up close the stuff we need to go through can be overwhelming. We're moving downstream, maybe feeling like someone stole the paddle, and we see rapids and then the river ahead drops out of sight. Scarey stuff. But there's someone else with his hand on the boat. He can see where we've been and he knows where we're headed. The falls ahead are interesting (he made them after all) but they're not dangerous.

I'm still in the stream. Even after a morning of meetings (two interview sessions involving nine different people, and a chance meeting with the college president in the hallway) I'm still waiting -- floating along. God has his hand on the boat. It's interesting. But it's not dangerous.