The Death Ride

So what did I do on Easter?

Well aside from church, which was glorious, I went on a arcade ride that I'm fairly certain would never be allowed in the states.  I'd love to post the video here, but I don't have access to the original.

We'll call this ride the spinning wheel of death.  There is a platform that is set on a tilt and there are padded benches all around the side.  The platform spins but it also has hydraulics that make the platform jump.  And this hydraulic jumping and the spinning is all controlled by the sadistic DJ.  Did I forget to mention, NO SEAT BELTS!

So this thing gets going and people go flying.  Even hanging on for dear life hurts.  My arms were shaking afterwards and my low back took a beating from landing hard on the bench.  My friend Miranda was trying to crawl back on to the bench when the whole thing lurched and she landed with her stomach on my knee.  The key to surviving was when the devil man had the thing hopping was to absorb the shock with your legs by half-way standing.

Yes, as I usually do, I saw a parallel with life.  First off, yes, Satan is the sadistic DJ. The ride is life and he is doing what he can to unseat us, and he laughs when he does.  Sometimes the death grip we hang on to things is counter productive.  Holding less on to material things and absorbing the rough jumps of life by standing on Jesus and His resurrection power.

Side note:  I've been thinking about this and I know some people's theology may differ, but a few weeks ago as I read the Apostle's creed where it says that Jesus descended into hell, brought to mind a picture of Jesus knowingly going into the pit.  Satan thinking he had won and then suddenly Jesus snatches the keys to hell, and runs victoriously, laughing the whole way.