I always HATED the high dive. Why anyone in their right mind would want to do such a thing was always beyond me! One summer in my youth, though, I had to try it. Go all out, suck up all the fear of heights that surrounds me and go for it. It's not like there is any danger of being hurt or anything, but sometimes what your mind creates is the scariest. So I jumped, just to see if I was missing anything. And nope...sure enough there was no fun to be had with such torture. I would have no need to do it again. Even as an adult now I don't think I could make myself do it.
Yet here we are in this place emotionally. The life swimming pool laying before us and the only way I can seem to get in it is from the high dive. Why, why Lord does this have to be the way to go? Oh, I'm sure I could find my own way, if I tried hard enough and wore myself out in the process, but then who wants to go swimming at that point. No, this is what He has for us right now. But this time you can get hurt, we could lose, a lot. But our faith and relationship with Him can grow. Growing hurts so much and is so scary. Beach and I remind each other a lot that we have each other, our family (and Him), and that's all that matters. If we loose everything, we still have that.
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