DENVER – A daredevil hopes to propel himself across a southern Colorado canyon using a jet pack powered by hydrogen peroxide. Eric Scott tells the Rocky Mountain News he’s never travelled as far as he wants to Monday – 457 metres (1,500 feet). The Royal Gorge is more than 335 metres (1,053 feet) deep. A bridge spanning it was the site of a deadly stunt in 2003 when a parachute jumper miscalculated and fell.
Suspended over 1,000 feet above the ground by a 30-second stream of highly pressurized gas … shooting for a distance as yet untested … and all without a parachute! (Apparently he didn’t consider wearing one necessary) Talk about being hopeful!
Or is it? Have you ever wondered at the workings of this crazy mixed up world, when people are willing to put their “hope” in something like this rocket pack. And all for what? A moment of defying the odds. A chance to prove one’s foolhardiness, taunting all the sensibilities of rational thought and common sense? The opportunity to throw your life to the wind (literally) and walk away with your continued existence as the reward? Is that really “hope”or something just a smidgen more crazy?
I’m happy to say that Mr. Scott made it across, just as he hoped he would. But what if he hadn’t? What if his hoped-for burn time wasn’t quite long enough? What if the hoped-for thrust just wasn’t enough? What if his calculations were only a few feet shy of the mark? What if He isn’t alone in His misplaced hopes?
How often do we place our hopes in things that are just as plain crazy? Things like money, or family, or health. Things like our jobs, our position in the community, our retirement nest-egg. Oh Sure, these things may have gotten you across the chasm before, they may even get you over the pit again … but what happens on that day when they don’t? Any one of these is a gossamer thread that could snap without warning, (How are your investments doing these days?) sending us plunging into the long dark. Worse yet, there WILL come a gorge for every one of us over which none of these hopefuls can get you across. What then? When you stand on the cliff edge of the deep dark called death which of these can propel you to the other side?
True hope, lasting hope, real hope must be found somewhere else … in someone else … There is one body and one Spirit-just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call- one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all. Ephesians 4:4-5
And so knowing there is no hope of me convincing my wife that a rocket pack would be a cool way to get to the church each day, I will be content to place my hope (real hope, lasting hope) in the One who took the long dark fall for me, that I might soar with Him forever!
Image of Eric Scott (seen here in an earlier flight) courtesy of Jet Pack International