Fear...

I got trapped in an elevator recently.  I am mildly claustrophobic but I was in there alone and there was air flowing so I wasn't immediately alarmed. 

I panicked a bit at the onset of the realization that the elevator was stalled but I had a choice to make regarding my next steps.  Panicked, I would be more erratic.  Calm, I would be able to be more logical about next steps.

I am not exaggerating when I say, it would take me a few mins to actually choose logic. InitIally, I pushed every button and wished something would jolt the elevator to restart its course. Then I felt a calm come over me as I started to think it through.

I looked around and assessed my situation.  I was alone, good I dont have to worry about creepy men or women.  I had air flowing, and it was lit.  Next, I checked the intercom in the elevator, there wasn't one... however, my phone had service! So I texted my friends and my brother. Some of it was to solicit help, others for prayer.

All the while, I kept thinking about the verse that says that God wont bring you to something that will overtake you. I wasn't forsaken.  At one point, I had to consider the reality that I would drop 10 floors and meet my Maker. Yea, I know, calm down kid!

Obviously, it goes without saying that I got out and I have been trying to be more intentional about my actions.

Love God and the rest will follow.