Reflection Before the New Year - 12/31/2017
Hey Everyone,
For New Year's Eve I want to reflect back on a blog from a few years ago about Courage, to take with us going forward into the New Year 2018.
The Title is Courage [Part One]
"If I'm afraid to fall then how will I ever fly?"
It's so true. We, I, want to fly, but if I fear falling, then how can I do it?
Sometimes I can just jump, I know it, that's my personality - sometimes. Unless I over-think it. I over-think the chance of falling, the chance of air not catching beneath my wings and carrying me upward.
I over-think the possible pain of crashing, of something dying . . . sometimes I over-think. That is one of fear's tools.
What's the conclusion? I don't know. Everyone is different, everyone must deal with it in their own way. How can I get past that fear of the unknown? Because that's what it is. Fear of the unknown. But if I never try then how will I ever know?
I imagine myself on a cliff, a waterfall to my right, loud and thundering beautifully . . . the melody lulling me to stay. Why leave? Why leave what I know, what I've always known? To use these wings I've been given? Do they even work? Are they strong enough? Are they like the Eagle's wings, are they sharp like a Hawk's? Will I have to pump hard like a Hummingbird, or float softly like a Dove.
What if I'm a penguin? An Ostrich? An Emu? What if I can't fly? What if these aren't wings? What if I am wrong? What if I am wrong?
The cliff thins the farther out the edge goes and below is hundreds of feet of air, and then ground. No water from the waterfall, just ground. Hard, and unforgiving if crushed upon it.
I'm standing at the clearing, seeing the open sky ahead as the waterfall continues to roar.
My heart is pounding, the rhythmic beat pulsing my skin. The wind blows my hair against my brow, lifting my feathers just enough to give me hope. My mind is trying to over-think it, tries to stop me. I have to move fast or I may lose my opportunity.
I run.
I charge ahead, my feet digging into the earth, pushing hard for speed and stamina.
My wings whip the air, my thoughts go quiet as action has taken over.
My left foot hits the edge, the bottom drops beneath me, and I've run off the cliff.
Action may not dissolve fear but it can silence it for a moment. And in that moment, give your everything, give it your all, and go.
Happy New Year! Enjoy it with those you love, have hope for the future, and be excited for 2018!
2 Corinthians 5:17
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!
For New Year's Eve I want to reflect back on a blog from a few years ago about Courage, to take with us going forward into the New Year 2018.
The Title is Courage [Part One]
"If I'm afraid to fall then how will I ever fly?"
It's so true. We, I, want to fly, but if I fear falling, then how can I do it?
Sometimes I can just jump, I know it, that's my personality - sometimes. Unless I over-think it. I over-think the chance of falling, the chance of air not catching beneath my wings and carrying me upward.
I over-think the possible pain of crashing, of something dying . . . sometimes I over-think. That is one of fear's tools.
What's the conclusion? I don't know. Everyone is different, everyone must deal with it in their own way. How can I get past that fear of the unknown? Because that's what it is. Fear of the unknown. But if I never try then how will I ever know?
I imagine myself on a cliff, a waterfall to my right, loud and thundering beautifully . . . the melody lulling me to stay. Why leave? Why leave what I know, what I've always known? To use these wings I've been given? Do they even work? Are they strong enough? Are they like the Eagle's wings, are they sharp like a Hawk's? Will I have to pump hard like a Hummingbird, or float softly like a Dove.
What if I'm a penguin? An Ostrich? An Emu? What if I can't fly? What if these aren't wings? What if I am wrong? What if I am wrong?
The cliff thins the farther out the edge goes and below is hundreds of feet of air, and then ground. No water from the waterfall, just ground. Hard, and unforgiving if crushed upon it.
I'm standing at the clearing, seeing the open sky ahead as the waterfall continues to roar.
My heart is pounding, the rhythmic beat pulsing my skin. The wind blows my hair against my brow, lifting my feathers just enough to give me hope. My mind is trying to over-think it, tries to stop me. I have to move fast or I may lose my opportunity.
I run.
I charge ahead, my feet digging into the earth, pushing hard for speed and stamina.
My wings whip the air, my thoughts go quiet as action has taken over.
My left foot hits the edge, the bottom drops beneath me, and I've run off the cliff.
Action may not dissolve fear but it can silence it for a moment. And in that moment, give your everything, give it your all, and go.
Happy New Year! Enjoy it with those you love, have hope for the future, and be excited for 2018!
2 Corinthians 5:17
Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come: The old has gone, the new is here!
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