Some things, you get a good hold on, and don’t let go.
Some things, go, kick them out the back door, “And don’t come back!”
” … we do not lose heart … outward man is perishing … inward man … renewed day by day … our light affliction, which is but for a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory … we do not look at the things … seen, but at the things … not seen. For the things which are seen are temporary, but the things which are not seen are eternal.” Romans 4:16-18
The crowds of nonsense run rampant, and they want you to run with them. Places to go, people to see, things to do. Or … Slow down, hold on, don’t jump … just to follow the crowd. Steven Curtis Chapman sings a song called “Hold On to Jesus”:
“I have come to this ocean
And the waves of fear are starting to grow
The doubts and questions are rising with the tide
So I’m clinging to the one sure thing I know
I will hold on to the hand of my Savior
And I will hold on with all my might
I will hold loosely to things that are fleeting
And hold on to Jesus
I will hold on to Jesus for life … “
A bull rider, gets ready for the chute to open. Maybe the most important thing for him to do, is to get his grip on the rope just right. The roaring and angry bull is fighting to get out of the chute. The bull rider is holding on for the ride of his life, because his life may depend on it. The bull rider knows what is true, in that moment, what is real: the focus of getting his grip ready; a 2,000 pound bull fighting underneath him to get the heck out of that chute. Indeed: the bull is true. The bull is real. I need to approach each day, getting a good, tight, grip, for the ride of my life.