“O Lord, You are my God. I will exalt You, I will praise Your name, for You have done wonderful things; Your plans formed of old are faithfulness and truth.” Isaiah 25:1
The Frio River in the Texas Hill Country is one of my favorite places to visit. In fact, I’ve told my husband that I want to be cremated. When I die, of course <wink>. I asked him to sprinkle my ashes along the Frio River. He would most likely be arrested if anyone noticed. Texas is protective of her riverways. No glass, trash, or ash. <wink, again>
Part of the joy of the Frio River is the floating. Inner tubes are best. Before 18-wheeler inner tubes disappeared, they were perfect. The inner tube must be sturdy, or it won’t survive the rocky float down the Frio. Floating the Frio has been part of our family’s life forever. We are officially “Texas tubers.”
The greatest tip I can offer to the novice floater is to sit back and relax. If you worry, kick, splash, and struggle, you will come out of the water several miles down river and ask, “What’s fun about this?” The greatest joy in tubing is enjoying the journey – rough or calm. The key is to float and rely on the flow of the river.
Faith is much the same way. I’ve supported many critically and terminally ill folks in my life. In the darkest days, I encourage them to float; to drift. To sit back and allow God’s movement to move them along. Life’s joy is in the journey. If we worry, kick, splash, and struggle – it’s exhausting and typically damages our faith. The above verse reminds us to trust God in all our trips. The good ones and the bad.
I’m encouraged to remember how good God has been to us. I’m reminded that He has never failed us. Even to the point of death and beyond, He remains with us. For a Christian, death isn’t God’s failure to us. It’s His reward for us.