It’s not what I do. It’s what he does. It is not how strong my faith is. It’s how strong my God is. Think of a mother who is crossing a busy street with a toddler. She takes the child’s hand and, at first, the child holds on. But somewhere in the middle of the intersection, the energetic toddler lets go and tries to wriggle free. At that moment, the child’s safety and security aren’t based on how hard the child can hold on—he’s already let go. They’re based on the strength of the mother’s grip and how hard she hangs on to him.
