Bay Bridge. I’m not a fan of bridges or heights, though I fly all the time. And… we kept getting lost on and off the exit to the bridge and had to go over it multiple times. I thought, “The LORD is proving me to rid me of my fear.” If you’ve been to San Francisco, you know there are steep and winding hills; the most notable of which is Nob Hill on which their infamous Trolleys ascend and descend. I was too chicken to go up and down the hills in the car. Thank the LORD it wasn’t necessary for us to get around. So when I had to go back to San Francisco for work, my first question was, “Is my hotel gonna be on one of those hills?” My host said, “Those hills are supposed to be inspiring!” Inspiring, or terrifying?
“I sought the LORD and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears.” (Psalm 34:4) Sometimes the only way to challenge an irrational fear is to face it head-on. So as soon as I got to my hotel, I headed straight to Nob Hill and got on the trolley. I’m not a great photo taker but here’s a photo. None of it was nearly as traumatic as my fears had been, in fact, it was rather calming. The sight (not faith) and fear of heights I was walking in did not serve me well. Metaphorically, I’ve often felt similar anxieties about certain aspects of ascending to heights in my life and calling. It’s time to face those head-on too.