by Mark Weinrich
Until I was 31, I bore a parachute everywhere. It was carefully crafted from incomplete surrenders, things I could submit and those that needed strings attached. “Casting all your cares…” seemed too violent to me, so I yielded some and tied strings to others. My parachute was meant for gentle landings, at least avoiding a crash, but I must admit the landings were much harder than I planned. I consoled myself by blaming others, my dysfunctional family, my poor problem-solving tools. And with my parachute it was such a relief to claim I tried. At last, I realized there were parts of me I hated, those tangled up and prickly through self-protection. Those I didn’t want in truth to take responsibility for. If I wanted lasting change, it meant yielding all, casting all without conditions and knowing what I threw upon the Lord, He launched as far as the East is from the West, never entering His mind again. He gave me a clean slate, a fresh snow field without a track. Trust me, it is easier to follow with no strings attached.
Mark Weinrich lives a creative life as a writer, photographer, musician, and artist—all wrapped together in an outdoorsman. He is a retired pastor and nine-year cancer survivor. His writing and photography have appeared in over 139 news stand, inspirational, and literary publications. He has sold eight children’s books and currently has two fantasy novels on Kindle.