Who in their right mind jumps off of a bridge with nothing but a bundle of rubber bands attached to them?!
World Racers, of course!!
The objective: To jump off of the world’s highest bungee bridge standing 700 feet tall.
The goal: To not chicken out at the last minute.
The hope: To not die. (Although, the motto of team Fuego was to try to die and see how God saves you.)
If you think about it, it is a bit mental. It just doesn’t make sense, plunging from 0 to 70 mph within seconds towards the ground with really no back up besides the chords that are attached to you. It goes against what our human instincts tell us! And yet Z squad represents… 18 people strong… looking to give a whole new meaning to the phrase “leap of faith.”
It’s kinda what our squad does: we love radically, we live radically and we trust radically.
I catch a glimpse of the bunch of radical believers, who I call family, that surrounds me and I am moved. Like literally…MOVED. I can’t stop dancing. I can’t stop laughing and jumping for joy. I’m about to plunge 7—feet down and I can’t contain myself from bouncing off the walls. Surely, the music that was pumping all around us was a factor, but it was beyond that. It was almost spiritual.
There we were at the end of month three on the field—the turning point in the race. We have a choice to make. We could either stand on the sidelines and wait for opportunities to come that would push us over the edge. Or we could choose to move and jump and take that leap of faith—arms outstretched, eyes peeled, face pulled back botox-style–uncertain as to what lies ahead but trusting that we will fall into Papa’s arms and soar on the wings of His grace.
So we chose… trust falling TOGETHER as ONE BODY.
The feeling is unparalleled. It is euphoric and unnerving at the same time that your mind just shuts off! I had planned on swan diving out and saying something cool like “Cowabunga” at take-off, but I ended up jumping feet first and screaming nothing. But on my way down, the only words that came out of my mouth were “I LOVEEE YOU JESUSSSS!!” and “THANK YOU PAPA!”
So when Papa says, “Will you fall for me?” We say, “How high?” And if he says, “To the highest bungee bridge in the world,” then we go!! It may not go as we planned, but at the end of the day it’s your heart that actively pursues Papa that matters. Now I can’t guarantee that you won’t end up with a whiplash or a popped vessel in your eye, but I assure you that you won’t regret free falling for the One who loves you most.
One last thing, which I got from one of the shirts they were selling at the bungee store: Fear is temporary. Regret is forever.
Faith is one leap. God is eternal.
