He Already Knows We Can Fly
Sometimes I think God throws us off a cliff — and it’s not to see if we can fly! Because He already knows we can! But very seldom do we know what we’re capable of it until we’re tested. We don’t recognize our own gifts and graces. We don’t explore our dreams.
And so, He’s forced to take that extreme measure. We kick and scream on the way up never looking around to see what’s at the highest height. And when we’re in the free fall down, it’s terrifying. It’s just terrifying! Because we feel we have no supports, no one to catch us. Nothing, we’re just suspended in time and space. We don’t know what the landing is going to be like and we don’t like it and we keep screaming! Help me! Help me! Save me! Save me!
In those split seconds on the fall down, we suddenly spread the wings we never knew we had and we look around with new eyes. “Oh wow! This is amazing! Where did these wings come from?” Not realizing we’ve had them all along!
We had them all along! And so, we start to flap our wings. We catch a draft under our wings and it lifts us higher. Now we can look around. Amazed. Awestruck! All too often we just stop flapping our wings and go back into that free fall. Because more terrifying than not knowing where we’re going to land, certain that we’ll die, is knowing what we’re capable of! Knowing what God put in us for the purpose of getting it out of us to help and heal His world.
And so we never approach that cliff. Because somewhere deep down inside we know God’s plan.
To avoid that we hide. We hide in the woods. In a crevasse in the mountains. In our house. And we never venture there. We don’t even let ourselves think about it because the cost is too high. The risk is too great. If only we realized that the result would be worth any price we had to pay, any chance we had to bet on.
Your dream belongs to the world. Your unique gift is not for you! It’s for God’s world. For everyone. That means all the people. And it’s sinful not to become the best person that you can possibly become — that you’re capable of being. And I know you’re saying, “well I’ll never be the person I want to be until I get to heaven.” But, there’s a line in a song, “the joy is in the journey.” The heartache is there too, but the joy is in the journey.
When I’m lying on my deathbed, I want to be able to say I’m so grateful that God allowed me to become closer and closer to the person he envisioned long before the earth began. That’s my hope! That’s my dying wish. And if I can say that, then I will consider myself a success. But a success for and because of Him, not for and because of myself.
It’s so beautiful and so scary. Frighteningly beautiful! We become afraid. We close our wings We shut our eyes. We survive the crash; but our wings are broken. He will mend them. Try again. Each time, the flight is easier.
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