The Waiting Game

It's funny how God tries so hard to rip you off your own two feet, and when He has balancing on one foot on the side of the cliff, your head looking strait down at the waves thrashing below, one leg strait out the other way, desperately trying not to fall and knowing it would only take a slight breeze to finish you, He still waits for your approval. He says, "Just let go. You won't fall. You will fly." And that grabs your attention away from the waves. You really want to trust Him. He has never let you down before. Everything inside you cries out to your rescuer. 

So you say, "OK." and right then, when you are smiling, fully faithful to His words, tired of trying to control your own situation... you look down. You see yourself falling in slow-motion. It's just like the movies - you never see yourself tumbling over as you fall to your death like it is in reality - you see yourself falling face up, looking back at yourself, crying out, "Why?! How in the world did you think that was a good decision?" And right before you see yourself hit the jagged rocks, you squint. Your stay closed long enough to realize your still on top of the cliff, and that is all it takes to bring you back to square one. Balancing on one foot, one leg in the air and face looking at your demise. 

But after all that, God is still there. Just asking you to fly with Him.