As a teenage smart aleck, I often thought I was above the laws of God, man, and physics. One night, two friends and I took the 1940 Cadillac of a friend's father for a joy ride (aka: we stole a car).
Both of my buddies had driven before, even though they, like me, were only 14. But I had not-and this car needed coordination between the clutch, brake, and accelerator pedals, as well as a 'reach-out-and-search for' shift lever. I guess I did pretty well when it was my turn to drive-at least I drove this mobile weapon three blocks, even if it was entirely in first gear. Fortunately, the front room of a lovely couple's home stopped me before I hurt anyone. I didn't stay for introductions.
Running for my life, I headed for the woods. Leaping over a railing on a municipal stairway, I glimpsed a large bush in front of me and leaped for its sanctuary. Unfortunately, the bush was growing out on the ledge of an embankment-the ground I assumed was there wasn't. After a few seconds of aerobatics and forty feet of empty air, I hit the ground in a heap. As you can see, I lived. But that's another story.
What I thought was a firm foundation and a sanctuary was actually an illusion. So it is with so many in the world today. They believe all they have to do is take shelter in their things, their careers, their families, their diversions, their hobbies, their clubs, their portfolios, or in themselves. There they can hide from the laws of man and God. Fools they are! These foundations are gossamer fabric.-adapted from John Gillmartin
'Nevertheless, the firm foundation of God standeth.'-2 Timothy 2:19