COW MOUNTAIN

Our oldest son, Chris, has always been pretty much fearless. For instance, one day I heard someone roaring up and down the street on a motorcycle, so I looked out the window to see who this “pest” was. It was Chris (age 15), standing on the seat of his motorcycle, shirtless, doing a wheelie at about 65 MPH! He didn’t learn that from me! I’m a little more cautious (“chicken” might be more accurate!).

Shortly after that incident, we were riding at a place called Cow Mountain near Ukiah, California. It is an area designated for dirt bikes. There are tons of hills, etc. Well, we came to a steep, curved hill with a rut about 3 feet deep. I was terrified to try climbing this thing — but determined to not be a chicken in front of my son, I went for it, got about 15 feet — and crashed!

Pain and scratches aside, the crash itself was beside the point! The important thing was that I didn’t let the fear tell me what to do. The victory was not in making it up the hill but in conquering the fear that taunted me to not even try!

Everyone has fears. In fact, every spiritual giant and every powerful person I know of had — or has — fears! The important thing is they don’t let the fear discourage them from accomplishing what’s in front of them — or at least trying! Succumbing to fear is a choice. Most heroes didn’t set out to be heroes — they saw a crisis situation and got involved, though their very lives were in peril.

Someone has said, “Courage is not the absence of fear; it’s moving ahead in spite of our fears.”

Or as Elisabeth Elliot put it, “Sometimes fear does not subside and one must choose to do it afraid.

WHEN THE NEED ARISES

While pastoring in King City, CA, I went to visit the parents of one of our parishioners. The father’s name was Don Miller. Don was a retired army Sergeant Major. He’d served several tours of duty in Vietnam. He related to me an incident where God Himself intervened, saving his life and the lives of his men.

Seems they’d come into an area teeming with Viet Cong, so Don called for “fire” — meaning he wanted Napalm dropped.

The aircraft flew over and released the first wave which fell off to their left. Don said the second wave of canisters (about 40, each weighing a ton) was dropped — and were falling straight down on their line. You’d better believe those guys were calling out to God — and apparently someone got through because suddenly it was as if a giant hand came underneath those canisters and carried them over and away from his men, falling way off to their right. Every one of the men saw it and explained it the same way!

God intervened and enabled Don and his men to survive, just as Jesus intervened to preserve the twelve disciples that night on a very tumultuous Sea of Galilee (Matthew 8:23-27).

The key to a “safe arrival” is being in the right boat, the one Jesus commands. Have you ever asked Him to be the Captain of your life? Maybe you have — but you’ve “jumped ship” out of fear or rebellion. He invites you this very minute to let Him once again steer your course. Only Jesus can get you safely to the other shore. He’ll intervene when the need arises — like he did for the frightened twelve on the Sea of Galilee; like he did for Don Miller. Just call out to Him.