The child in danger of the fire clings to the fireman and trusts him alone. She raises no question about the strength of his arms to carry her or the zeal of his heart to rescue her, but she clings. The heat is terrible, the smoke is blinding, but she clings; and her deliverer quickly carries her to safety. Cling to Jesus with that same childlike confidence; he can and will carry you from the danger of the flames of sin.
I thought I was clinging to him, but I haven't been saved from the power of sin. Perhaps a few sins have been purged (excess video games, trespassing, bicycle worship), but the worst ones (lust, greed, idolatry) remain.
