‘Though I ride the wings of the morning
Ronald Reagan used to tell of a photographer, who was sent to photograph a bush fire. His editor told him that time was of the essence, and an aircraft was waiting for him. He drove to the runway where a plane was standing with engine running, got aboard, and at five thousand feet he took his camera out and told the young pilot to fly above the fire. The young man just looked at him then said: ‘Aren’t you the flying instructor?’
Some of us may feel that’s the situation we’re in. We think everything is under control, then suddenly realize what we thought was a competent hand on the controls of our life isn’t. That’s the time to remember that old Bible wisdom that says: … even there may your hand guide me, and your strength support me.’