Adrenaline Rush Christianity

The day after Carlinville schools releases its kids for the summer, Firestorm is headed to 6 Flags over St. Louis. For me, and many of our teens, this is one of the most anticipated events of the year. The roar of the coasters, the mumble of the crowds, and oh my the smell of the food! Who couldn’t love an atmosphere like that?

As for the rides, I have always hated a certain type of ride- the ones that spin. Whether it’s the contraption that looks like a spider with eight legs, each contiaining a bucket of people whirling around and back, or the spinning teacups, I REFUSE to step foot on a ride that could cause me to lose my lunch. But the coasters, sign me up Papi!

I love the coasters! I could ride them all day. In fact, I need a bigger rush that can be given at 6 Flags (luckily I’ll be at Cedar Point in August). There is something about a roller coaster that feeds my inner dare devil. I’m not sure if it’s knowing that if one little screw breaks, I’m a deadman, or the physics of zipping down a 150 ft drop, but whatever IT is, I like it.

Following Christ is not all thrills and chills. In fact most of the time it is routine, BUT there are times that God calls us to climb aboard the roller coaster, strap ourselves in and hang on for the ride. A few years ago, while living in West Virginia, I felt God asking me to give a Bible to my neighbor. I was friends with the man, but knew he was opposed to the gospel. I told the Lord O.K., got a Bible, took a deep breath and obeyed. It was a rush! My gift was not accepted with open arms, he and his family did not “run to the altar”, no one was raised from the dead- but I obeyed.

I pray that you would obey the Lord when he asks you to strap yourself in for the ride. When you hear the lap-bar click you may be nervous, but know that when the ride is over you’ll want to go again.