This month I ran off the side of a mountain and I flew. I had complete faith in a man I had never met and a parachute to keep me safe. I knew the risk was worth the adventure. As we floated higher, the world seemed so beautiful. My pilot told me to sit back and enjoy the ride. I had given up control and all I could do was try and take in as much beauty as my senses would allow.
We soared through the clouds (literally. I sat in a stinking cloud!) and with every passing moment I could feel my worries drifting away. I closed my eyes and felt the wind on my face. I was weightless. I was free. It was then that I heard the Father’s voice. He called me daughter. He told me that He loved me and that this is what He wants for me. He wants me to live in freedom. He said that if I would simply trust Him and jump, He will not only catch me, but He will make me fly.
How come we are so quick to trust in things of this world that have the potential to fail us, yet we are hesitant to surrender completely to the Father who will never disappoint us?
This month I took another leap off the side of the seemingly giant mountain that is vulnerability. I have looked over the edge of this cliff time and time again, and I always choose to run back to safety. It is too big of a risk. There are too many unknowns. I could get hurt. But God isn’t calling us to live in fear. He wants us to live in freedom. He wants to loosen our chains of shame, guilt, pain, and sin. He has created us to fly.
This month I shared my testimony with my team. It was scary. I wanted to run back from the edge where my feet were firmly planted on the ground, but I knew I would be missing out on something extraordinary. The enemy knew that and he tried to stop me. The day I was supposed to share I had a bad case of laryngitis. I was barely able to force words out all day.
When the time finally came, I found my voice. It didn’t sound pretty, but it was beautiful. The next day I shared my testimony with the women in the program. They cried with me, they rejoiced with me, and they told me that they were encouraged by the work God has done in my life. By the end of the week I had shared my testimony with 4 groups of strangers. By the end of the month I began to understand the power of our testimonies. God has given us each a story to tell.
You never know the impact your testimony can have. The enemy knows this, and he wants to keep us from sharing. He tells us that our story isn’t important or that it is something to be ashamed of. He wants us to live in fear and bondage. He convinces us that this is the safest place to be. But, the Father has so much more for us if we trust Him and jump all in. He is calling us higher. He wants us to fly.
