Teresa Poucher
Long ago, my husband and I had a 21’ deep V-boat with a center console. We live in south Louisiana, so we would go fishing at the rigs in the gulf. Can I tell you, sometimes I got more waterlogged in that boat than when taking a shower? The waters would become unruly, and I would get nervous. I couldn’t sit down because the bouncing would hurt my back. My husband told me to stand up. He told me, “When you see we’re about to hit a wave, bend your knees.” Sure enough, it worked! I saw the waves coming and knew what to do — bend my knees.
My husband used to finish sheetrock, and I painted for him. Using stilts to do high work is very productive, but you don’t want to fall. He told me, “If you ever start to fall, make sure you bend your knees.” I’m thankful I never fell. I knew if I did, I better bend my knees.
Today, I see a lot of storms, diseases, unemployment, death, divorce, and fear. I’m sure you could name some more. Yet the advice my husband gave me is true for all the above: Bend your knees, this time in prayer.
O come, let us worship and bow down: let us kneel before the LORD our maker. (Psalms 95:6)
The Warrior’s Heart Cry 