Monkeys are to us as we are to God....not really, but go with me for a second.

This post will begin in a very awkward way, but let me assure it isn't crude or crass. Stick with me and I'll share with you some encouraging truth that the Lord shared with me.

It all began after church on Sunday. I went to Beltway Park, and the sermon was challenging and inspiring. After service I told my friends to wait up so I could use the restroom. Here we go (stick with me!). I was standing in one of the stalls (yes, standing) and I had my Bible under one arm. All of a sudden it occured to me how disappointed and angry at myself I would be if something slipped and my Bible fell into the toilet. This is not the only time something like this has happened to me. There are often times when I realize what the drastic consequences would be if I wasn't able to do very simple things. Now, here come the monkeys.

A monkey might indeed consider it very complicated and risky to stick a Bible under his arm while he relieved himself (suspend reality with me for a moment). However, if he knew me, he would consider it no big deal because my level of thinking, understanding, problem-solving, coordination, and dexterity is so much greater than his. With this in mind, and in light of the fact that I had done the very same action many times before without ever dropping my Bible in the toilet, he would be able to rest assured that my Bible was safe.

Isn't this a lot like our spiritual life? I know you're saying, "Where on earth is he going with this?" but here comes the good stuff. We often live in fear of actions or ideas that are essential to living life for God. These ideas and actions can be different for every person, although there are certain ones that we all struggle with. Some examples are food, clothing, relationships, safety, and reputation. You fill in the blank for you. What if we drop these Bibles in the toilet? For us this is a viable concern, just as is the monkey's concern that he might drop his Bible in the toilet.

What if we turned all our little "bibles" over to one who has never dropped a bible in the toilet? One whose "ways our higher than our ways" and whose "thoughts are higher than our thoughts"? What if we got past the fear we have over the little things and trust everything to the God of monkeys, bibles, and toilets?

Feeling somewhat silly after writing that but trying to live out the principle,

Wes