You have a choice to make. Whether to hold on and continue to live in fear of what you cannot see, or to release your grip and embrace the change. A quiet voice nudges you.
Your fingers stubbornly tighten their grip as you press yourself against the wall. Let go? Impossible. Who knows what lay in the dark pit below?
I do. You must let go.
Tears force themselves from your eyes and stream down your face. For so long you have held on – hoping, praying that you wouldn’t have to go through this. That somehow, things could go back to how they were. But you know they cannot.
My child, trust Me. I will keep you safe.
Can you really trust Him? You think back to all He has done; coming to this earth as a man to save you from your own depravity. Enduring the most vicious torture, pouring out His blood to save you from eternal damnation. You – a helpless creature incapable of taking a breath without His grace. He gave you His life, and continues to do so day by day.
You remember all the times when you turned away from Him, and He patiently waited for you to come back. The times when He opened your eyes just a crack, giving you a glimpse of the bigger picture. The days when you were wracked with grief, and He filled you with peace that surpassed all understanding. The moments when you felt nothing but the joyous consumption of His pure and complete love. He has done so much... He has nothing left to prove. He is God Almighty, the Alpha and the Omega.
How can you possibly not trust Him?
God, I’m afraid. You admit. I don’t know what’s down there. All I can see is darkness. How far will I fall?
You will fall only as far as you must, but you will never be out of My hands.
Will it hurt?
There is always pain in healing, Dear One.
But Lord... why do things have to change?
This season of your life is past. It is time to move on - for you to move to richer soil, where you can grow deeper in me. You cannot live for Me fully where you are.
I... I want that. But I’m still afraid.
You have no need to fear, My child. Everything that happens to you is according to My plan. Trust Me.
You suddenly realize how much time you have spent here, undecided. But no more. You take a breath and feel the power of God fill you. Your heart is pounding, adrenaline rushing, fear pulsing, but mind decided.
I trust You, Lord. May Your will be done.
Your fingers slip, and you close your eyes as you immerse yourself in the terrifying yet exhilarating sensation of freedom.