Skydiving

As my departure date grows nearer, my adrenaline levels rise as if I were about to jump out of a plane. Like a skydiver, I have heavily prepared for the big moment– I’ve packed all the necessities in advance, I’ve faced my flying phobia head-on using a combination of EMDR therapy and Christian counseling, and I have strengthened my faith in God’s promises of peace in the storms of life. I’ve suited up: the armor of God is the gear I will use to take my leap of faith. I’ve trained and packed and prepped. Now all I have to do is jump.

This is the most difficult part of my faith journey. To push aside my doubt, fear, anxiety, and just cling to God’s word as I free-fall into the unknown. Despite my turbulent emotions, I know the Scriptures and the truths they hold will be my parachute–ultimately rescuing me from my tail-spinning thoughts and plummeting confidence. God and I will be diving tandem, so there is no need to fear. I feel as though my upcoming journey to London is the turning point in my relatively recent struggles with anxiety, self doubt, and consequentially distrusting God; a momentous event He will use to show me the depths of His love and power. A verse springs to mind:

Perhaps this is the moment for which you have been created.

When my feet hit the ground, I know I’ll be transformed into a stronger, more fearless, exhilarated human being ready to take on the world. While there will be more unsteady, hesitant moments in which I doubt my ability to jump, I will not allow worldly thinking to poke holes in my parachute. Growth, fun, happiness, and enriched learning await. I could not be more excited!