When God leads you to a cliff, He will either teach you to
fly, or catch you when you fall.
Sometimes, I feel like my whole life is one long series of
cliffs. Jump. Jump.
Jump. Where is that bottom? When do I stop jumping, and rest for a
while? Tell me, Lord, don’t I trust you
enough yet?
No. No, I don’t. There is no “enough”. Until it is all, everything, complete. And that is SO hard. Am I the only one releasing things to Him,
one grasping finger at a time, as He gently pulls them from my grip, promising
He will take better care of everything than I can? I can’t be.
So let me tell you what I’ve learned so far. First…He WILL take better care of
everything. Trust Him. He IS the beginning and the end of all, and
He loves us more than we can even imagine.
Second…honestly, no matter what you do, that cliff is coming. Trust Him, don’t trust Him…that cliff looms
ahead, growing ever closer, no matter which way you turn, which way you look…it’s
there. And the only thing at the bottom
of it is Him, waiting for you. Waiting
for all of us. Jump. Jump, spread your arms, and see what
happens. The flight is glorious, and the
landing soft and sweet, every single time.
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