Free Fall

My long and winding road has led me to what feels like a huge opening in the earth ... an opening that is disguised by my inability to peer over it. A precipice of potentially enormous magnitude.

The sky above me is a breath-taking cerulean blue. Yet in the distance, I see dark black storm clouds gathering. Or are those clouds simply a figment of my imagination?

The cliff itself looks harmless enough. And yet, it requires absolutely everything of me. Everything.

Am I ready for this free fall? Are any of us really 'ready' for the very hard things that God calls us to? I cling with absolute resolution, not to the cliff, but the One who provides the parachute and the wind with which to land at the bottom, alive.

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