Five Minute Friday: Jump

Five Minute Friday. Such an amazing group of women to get to know and write with. They bless me. And I’ve never met a single one in person. Hope to someday. Someday soon. I’ll gather together with them (like we do on Twitter on Thursday evenings) and it will be a welcoming, encouraging, beautiful time of community. All these writers. And this week we’re writing on …

This Week: Jump

Go

I am a planner. I am a does-not-like-surprises kind of girl. I am a control freak.
I do not jump easily.

Jumping is letting go, releasing control, breathing into the free fall, letting it be.
I do not jump easily.

When I jumped off the edge of my life three years ago, it was both calculated and spontaneous. Spontaneous calculation. Yes. That was it. Throwing caution to the wind, listening to that Still Small Voice, knowing that there really was no other way, I hurled myself out there and said, “Alright Lord, this is me in free fall – catch me when you’re ready.”

It was quite possibly the bravest, most reckless, most faith-filled thing I’ve ever done in my entire life. And it led me places I’m only starting to really appreciate now.

Healing – for one - from some seriously deep mental and emotional scars won on the corporate battlefield. A desert journey – filled with discovery and strengthening and growth (the kind that only happens in the hard times). The gift of deepening friendships – something that could only come from time, time that I now had. But more than anything, a renewed sense of wonder in the miracles that God can bring into your life, into my life, into my family’s life.

When you jump at God’s behest, miracles happen. They may not be the same Old Testament style, parting of the seas miracles, but they are in every sense of the word, still wondrous and mighty to behold. When I jumped, I never imagined that the time between the beginning and the end of the journey would be three years. That we survived in our home and in one piece through that time is a miracle in itself. God’s provision. But along the way, I was asked to jump again – my family was asked to jump again. Off the cliffs of “I don’t know if we can believe that this will happen” into the realm of “Ask, and believe that God can make this happen.” He did. Every time.

It’s not easy. I know. But it’s amazing.

So wherever you are – whatever you’re struggling with … maybe you need to just let go. Free fall. Push off. Jump. And then watch for the miracle.

Stop

For thus saith the Lord God of Israel: The barrel of meal shall not waste, neither shall the cruse of oil fail, until the day that the Lord sendeth rain upon the earth. 1 Kings 17:14

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