Up And Down!

Can you remember the first time you were ever on an elevator?  In their earlier years, most elevators, even in downtown hotels required an operator.  Someone getting into an elevator would say the number of the floor they desired to travel to, and the operator would announce when he/she had reached the floor.  In particular I remember one in Maison Blanche, a huge store in New Orleans in the early '50s.  That operator normally sat on a stool in the corner near the controls.  He went up one floor at a time, announcing, "2nd floor!"  "Door's closing!"  "3rd floor!"  Up and down.  All day every day.  I heard someone ask him, "How is your day going?"  He responded with, "Oh...up and down!"

That's my stock answer these days whenever anyone asks how I'm doing.  "Oh...Up and down!"  The ups and downs of my life are not determined by the elevator - or the "lift" as it is referred to in many European countries.  Mine is more determined by the chemo treatments I'm receiving for treatment of stage IV colon cancer.  I receive a "chemical cocktail" basically every other week in the treatment center for 3 to 5 hours; then a "chemo-pump" is attached and I return home wearing it for another 48 hours.  As more time elapses I "feel" better.  It's nice to be on the "up-side" of these chemo-lifts. 

Come to think of it, I remember reading one man's testimony after he accepted Christ as his Savior.  He said, "When I feel bad now, I feel better that I felt before, when I thought I was feeling Great!"  (or words to that effect.)  Honestly folks, it's a great feeling to know that one is in the hands of a faithful and all-wise God.  There is nothing quite like it.

Go ahead, make that decision today to "Try Jesus!  If you don't like Him the devil will always take you back!"