Linking with those who dare to JUMP with Lisa Jo:
The word jump has me pondering this new year’s expectant start. For the past two years on January first, I have jumped right into the Atlantic Ocean. Baptism by full immersion. Trust me, my dear friend Jen, will not let me out of that water until I have gone in all the way. Which to her means, I must dunk shoulder deep. Some people are so pushy. Really it’s not enough I go in to my waist. No she wants the full monty! Anyway, I suppose that’s what friends are for. This year to my surprise, my daughter joined us. Last year she came and watched. A handful of we, the brave, ran right into that frigid water, anticipating a year of new beginnings. I don’t think any of us could have anticipated all of what was ahead, that was not on the resolution, intention or goal list. But God knew. Somehow I find comfort, strength and peace in the fact that my God is not surprised at the punches I think life is pulling. Better still, He will bring good out of the planned “hits” as well as the perceived “sucker punches” that have taken me by surprise. He fights fair. He fights for me. I’m pretty sure that if I jump, He’ll catch me. No. I know that if I trust Him, He will not let me down. When I walk, jump or take the leap. He’s right there.