Under His Wings

The construction of the Golden Gate Bridge in San Francisco was so risky that newspaper reporters called it “Dance of Danger.” Workers on top of swaying catwalks and high towers, sometimes hundreds of feet in the air, would be blown by powerful winds. Predictions were that for every $1 million spent, one life would be lost. Those are some staggering numbers.

Engineers on the Golden Gate Bridge, however, believed the risks could be lowered. When construction began in 1932, numerous safety measures were put into place and strictly enforced: mandatory use of hard hats and prescription filtered eyeglasses, implementation of a no “showboating” policy (cause for automatic firing), use of tie-off lines, and establishment of an on-site hospital greatly reduced the casualty rate. After nearly four years of construction and $20 million spent, only one worker had died.

The most effective safety device, without question, was the use of a trapeze net. This large net, costing $130,000, was draped sixty feet below the roadbed under construction, extending ten feet to either side. This net caught so many falling workers that the newspapers began running box scores on the total number of lives saved. Workers saved by the net were said to have joined the (pardon me) “Halfway to Hell Club.”

Beyond that, the net freed many of the workers from an often-paralyzing sense of fear, which helped them work more productively.

How do you live confidently in the midst of your, sometimes, dangerous life. The uncertainty of life itself, fragile relationships, insecure job situations, dire health diagnoses, challenging parental responsibilities, and the plethora of challenges that come your way? The power of Psalm 91 is its ability to bolster confidence in our God.

Sunday we will be looking together at the 91st Psalm and seeing how we can find this confidence to face our challenges. Take some time and read Psalm 91 and let it wash over your soul. Once you have done that meditate on the words of hymn writer William Cushing:

Under His wings I am safely abiding; tho the night deepens and tempests are wild, still I can trust Him; I know He will keep me; He has redeemed me, and I am His child.                    Under His wings, what a refuge in sorrow! How the heart yearningly turns to His rest! Often when earth has no balm for my healing, there I find comfort and there I am blest.              Under His wings, O what precious enjoyment! There will I hide till life’s trials are o’er; sheltered, protected, no evil can harm me; resting in Jesus I’m safe evermore.             Refrain: Under His wings, under His wings, who from His love can sever? Under His wings my soul shall abide, safely abide forever.

See you Sunday,

Pastor Byron