Fears. Yes, I have them. Every challenge, each change..angst. There’s safety in my comfort zone and I prefer to live in it—risk is not a possibility in this realm.
Yes, it’s definitely safer here, than on that trampoline of life.
So I look from a sheltered distance and wonder, Could I find the courage to simply climb up and sit on that frightening trampoline? Can I do this?
With clammy hands, my heart beats a little faster as I step toward uncertainty. Nudged to go further, I take a step back to allow myself to exhale. And then, cautiously I move forward and pull myself onto it and sit. Whew! There, I did it. I’m good.
But God. Yes, there’s always that statement. Doesn’t He call me to live? Fully? Yet I can’t live the way He’s called me to in the perimeter of my comfort. So shaky legged, I stand on the trampoline, slightly giving into the canvas floor and trying to enjoy the movement—if just a little.
I consider what it would be like to truly let go. Of everything. Freed to take a huge leap. Springing high enough to kick up my legs up and touch my toes. Carefree to even do a flip in the air, if I so choose. How freeing it would be to brush the sky of hope.
But one thing at a time. Today, I stand with hands gripping the safety bar and slightly bouncing.
Today might be the day He asks me to let go. To live in freedom.
And I pray that I will heed His call.
“For by you I can run against a troop, and by my God I can leap over a wall.” Psalm 18:29 ESV.
What fears do you have and how do you let go in faith?