That’s me on the left. This is a bad elevator.
A few years ago, some friends and I went to California Adventure, the theme park right next to Disneyland with their own Disney themed attractions and their own tickets (they’re good at getting my money), because it was time to celebrate a birthday or something.
California Adventure is a lot like Disneyland, but it has a lot more newer stuff than it’s partner in crime, focusing more on how awesome our state is and less on how awesome the future and past are in fairy tales.
If you’ve ever been to Disneyland, you may have been on the Haunted Mansion ride or you may have even watched the terrible Eddie Murphy movie loosely based on the ride. It is a very gentle ride, with a bunch of not at all scary ghosts haunting the mansion.
California Adventure has it’s own version (or so I was led to believe) with a Twilight Zone themed hotel, where you get strapped in to experience it’s own haunting adventure.
My friends told me it was just like Haunted Mansion.
My friends are dirty, rotten liars.
They knew I wouldn’t get on the ride if they told me exactly what I was going to have to go through, which was our elevator flying up and dropping down in a free fall, varying in length and time of duration for each fall.
This is the part where they wanted me to tell you about how I had fun despite my original reservations. This is the part where I actually tell you that I only survived because I was in shock and I yelled really loud.
The scary thing for me is that God does this to me all the time.
Except that He doesn’t do it to be a jerk.
And He doesn’t lie to me.
He just tells me to trust Him.
And that it might be hard.
And it might be scary.
And it might not be safe.
And it might not go how I want it to.
But it will bring Him honor and glory and I will be rewarded for my faith.
What’s the scariest leap of faith God has asked you to take?
